Glass Promises

[phenomena]

Here's version 2 of the poem, hopefully it's improved some. Any further suggestions are still very much welcome

You are
a singer of polished lies,
with words flowing like a breeze.
You create glass promises,
that
   \
    break
   /
with
   \
    a
   /
single
   \
    breath.

I'm fairly new to poetry, so I apologize if this poem is an extreme mess. I'm intent on improving as much as I can. I think I may have used excessive line breaks, but I'm not sure which ones to remove...  

You are
the ghost in my head,
who whispers words I wish had gone unsaid,
You are
the singer of beautiful lies,
who creates glass promises
as delicate
as gossamer,
    glass
   /
that
   \
    broke
   /
with
   \
    a
   /
single
   \
    breath.

You said
that you were selfish,
I dismissed the notion,
it was a nonexistent blemish
in my mind.
If only I had listened then,
but I had been hopeless
in my love-tinted vision,
and thought of you as divine.

You say that I am what happiness means to you
maybe that was true,
more days than I care to count ago.
But clearly, that meaning wasn’t enough
for
you.