Who is the Actual Winner?

If your breathe enveloped me I'd consider
myself blessed.
For all that you have done I still consider
you a conquest.
My skin was tantalized by your erotic touch.
Although in the end it never meant that much.
To you it was a game, simply having fun.
In the end I gave my heart and with you it
did run.
Lying by myself, I ponder the choice I made.
Because all I wish is for the game to stop
being played.
Why did I have to be the strong one and
heart-breakingly walk away.
Why couldn't you have been the man and
simply said what you had to say.
Now that I know, the undecided ways of love;
I'm not so quick to fall.
For in the end, I made the choice that
destroyed me after all.