Mocking me...again.

You're at it again:teasing me.
With that stupid smirk you say A when you mean B.
You call me honey yet you broke my heart.
And when I say don't,you insist on do.
I tell you I've moved on and I push you away.
But you make fun of me and provoke me more.

Well 'honey',you no longer bring honey to my table.
I hope you'll realise that I've moved on
and confirm that I was never for you .
And that though I hate your arrogance,I
couldn't be more greatful to your aloof act
for sending me to the moon.
Because now I reside among the stars.
Someone loves me for me.
Simply for me.

So go ahead,test me all you wish.
Mock me...again.But be assured of this:
You will not break me...again.