The Boy With Hazel Eyes

The void you left will never be filled.
The hole in my heart I let you crawl into. 
I tell myself I am strong this time,
But each time you rip a bigger piece out.
I am left with these scraps of my heart.
I lay in the dark and feel the hollow beats of what is left.
Next time there will nothing left except a memory of what used to be.
Then will you be satisfied? 
You will forever be known as the boy who stole my heart,
Then tore it to shreds