Angry at myself

I am an id!ot. I cared and worried over someone who I thought felt the same way I did. I believed his lies. Every word, every promises were a poison I failed to see.

I am so upset at myself for being deceived. For falling, for caring, for being attached to someone who has played me all along. He's probably laughing his head off and couldn't careless. He's probably pulling the same moves, same promises to another, going on about as if he has not hurt me. I am angry at him but I am more any at myself. I should have known better.