Nothing.

Tell me how it feels to break her down. 

Do you feel like more of a man? 

Til the very last bit of dust swept away, is that what it meant to you? 

Her peices are in a pile on the floor, next to a broom and dust pan, because now you must sweep your own mess. And you can sweep it up and throw it out, and start a new because thats what you do.

Did you care to know her? Or was she just a prize possesion to you? Something you conquered, something that was only yours, where you could have your cake and eat it too. 

When did you stop caring for her? Why were you so cruel? 

If you said all those words, why am i such the fool ?

You took a knife and found a way into the heart.

You broke down the wall that never falls.

You continue to stab til this day but on this day there is no more.

She is a broken mess right there on the floor.

Now you must sweep it up

She gave and gave, loved and love. Followed her heart and listened. 

Wanted to be a new start on love, with growth and success and full of life and memories to come. 

Nothing was given in return, but all she wanted was love, no back bone to even have her back.
She didn't want money, or flashy things, just a connection between the two, that she thought she knew

You would have watched her fail in a crowded room and not said one word. 

Made her feel alone in a crowded room.

Why are you such a coward? Why did this even happen? Is it all my fault ? Was I at wrong all along?

In the end you won nothing, but she learned something. She thought you were something, and then she just realized, that you are something.

You give what you get and you get what you deserve.