You Were The Worst Person To Trust

How could I have released my heart.
You took it and flushed it down an endless drain,
I poured out my soul,
My life,
My warmth,
I'm cold babe,
I'm cold as stone,
Sitting,
Hurting,
Feeling endlessly alone.
My comfort is set free,
And nothing is left for me.
Mistaken.
The only word perfect enough to describe my action.

WHAT THE HELL WAS I THINKING!!!?
...
I was thinking that I loved you.
Loved you more than anyone I've ever met, or talked to, or listened to or...
Loved.
Ever.

Caught up in so much bulk.
I thought you'd be better to me than that.
I expected you to be the one.
The one guy who would,
If he had to,
Break my heart in the most un-hurtful way possible.
But opposite.
The Opposite is what you did,
You tore me to pieces,
Then shot me through the head,
WHY?
Just to make sure I was dead.
Pain.
Pain.
Pain.
Sure love is pain,
But from this never, ever after,
What's to learn?
To never, ever trust anyone with what makes you tick tock with life?
Basically.

Well babe,
I think you're guilty with murder of my soul,
You've destroyed anything that truly makes me Whole.
You were the worst person ever to trust,
With my heart.