I was too sad, with everything that had an ingredient of sorrow thrown at me. I was too vulnerable, when you swept in and uttered sweet words. I was too naive, and believed all your make believe stories that I've dreamed of and you said them all. I was too clingy, the next day when you left with no news of what happened last night. I was too shell-shocked, when you told me you don't feel the same way and I'd better move on. I was too lovesick, to let you go so I gave you a song of mine, which I've never done before. I was too touched, when my friend gave me words of reassurance that was so beautiful, I cried like a fool. I was too mad, when you wanted me back after reading the lyrics and apologized then begged me to stay. I was too confused, when you tried to win me back and said all those nice things. I was too stupid*, *to actually get involved with such a sweet talker that wrecked me emotionally.