How could you be taken?

How could you be taken?
You instilled in me a hope,
I thought that you liked me,
but she proves it, the answer is nope.

I feel lost now,
general direction has gone,
I'm so distressed what should I think?
Of you I was rather fond.

But also I feel stupid,
for thinking I had a chance,
Afterall we hadn't spoken much,
we met at bloody dance.

Perhaps its you who should be sorry,
and with whom I should be mad,
for you lead me on with looks of love,
and now you've left me sad.

It isn't fair, it wasn't nice,
she's not even easy on the eyes,
She isn't me, she can't be right,
but it should be you, not she, I despise.