Why do I end up here

Why does it seem that i always end up here?
you make me believe that you are different and rare
when we met you promised to always love me
you said, "i am not like the others just wait and see"
"give me a chance to show you romance"
and i eventually gave into your persistence
the moment i showed you i care
that's when you stopped being there
i opened my heart and attempted to love again
you then decided you needed many women, something like ten
why does it seem that i always end up here?
falling in love with a man who is not so rare