Why are there women like you?

Its women like you, asking for honesty and truth. Women like you in a "desperate" search for a good man. You spoke, you expressed interest. You made me believe even for one sweet moment good woman exist. You allowed me to get lost in a fantasy of who i thought you were. Then led me blindly to a crippling reality of icy weather. The storm so cold it shattered the last little pieces of my faith. The last ounces ive love I had left. That misleading smile and those devious eyes. Why didnt you just tell me, why didnt you just let me know. Why are there women like you?