Player

I thought I knew my weaknesses…
Then, I met you.
You were interested, and charming;
And what am I but a lonely soul,
Full of longing, and so painfully naive?
I must have looked such easy prey,
Such a simple thing to use;
And I confess, I made it easier,
Leaving little clues.
But the funniest thing of all
Is that I broke up with you;
And not because you were using me…
But because I was using you.

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