Why Did He Speak To Me Poem by teri bronte

Why did he speak to me, was it to confuse me?
He let me know it was all a fantasy to him, nothing was real to him, just words.
But, he knew it was real to me and he let it go on for his pleasure.

He did not tell me in the beginning I meant nothing to him, he led me on and I believed every word; but, really who do I have to blame but myself. It is not like i was just born yesterday.

I should have known there are people out there that don't care whom they hurt when it comes to their own pleasure; why did I fail to see this when he spoke to me?

Why did I not pay attention to his words when everything he said was about him or for him; I have only myself to blame for believing his lie's, his promise's.

And today after almost two year's he tells me it was all a game....
I have heard all the sad word's i can take in.. to last me a life time.
I can take no more.

Why did he speak to me that day....