It seems to be a trend...

They tell me that they will never be like the last one... Who broke my heart.
They tell me that they will always be here for me... That they will never leave me.
That there was no force that could take them from me ...I guess they left willingly. 

And I stupidly believe them.

They would tell me they love me...
And I would say how could you love a person like me.

There answers vary but it always has something to do with my hope, happiness, love.

I say  that they are crazy 
but after a couple months i start to believe them... And I let myself fall once again

When they leave and they all say the same thing. They don't want me because I am too much of an optimist, too...

Congratulations. You are all right, life sucks
Its not such a great place. People do hurt others for no reason. Congratulations boys, you have broken me, shattered me beyond repair. I was once a blank canvas. Now I am riddled with wholes and cuts and bruises and scraps. Im not blank anymore. You have transformed me. 
You look at me and don't see a difference, I'm still smiling across the hall, I am still larger than life, always willing to help. You may not see the difference but its there. My smile is forced, I'm impatient, I don't care, I just want to be alone. I will never let you know this, I will never give you that satisfaction, so to spite you, I am going look happy, I am going to flirt and smile.