Should've Known Better (An Ode)

Perhaps it's karma, perhaps it's fate.
Perhaps it's whatever you attempted to create.
You don't seem to care that I'm angry,
but know when you come back you'll have already lost me.
You came like lightening, volatile and sweet,
Filling my world with promises, with deceit,
Your words were too eager for me to keep.
I think you planned this all along,
And it makes me wonder where we went wrong.
Without so much as a "goodbye," it's gone.
With a hard truth earned,
Your lesson learned,
I'm smiling at the memory,
And I'm walking on.