The truth hurts, but a lie's worse

So I moved and i met this great guy, who i thought i would be spending a long time with. Before he asked me out, i asked him whether this was just going to be a fling or whether he was serious about it. He said he was serious, i was happy to be with him, a month went past and i admit everyday i saw him was one of the best days of my life. Then a week before our 2 month he broke up with me because he had no time for me. He told me that his uncle and grandpa had cancer, and that he was failing at school, he was also in his parents bad books, and thought it would be better if didn't go out. So i thought it was fair enough and i was fine with it, but then that weekend he had gone to a footy game, and the following weekend he went out with mates, then the next weekend went out and saw my best friends friend, and now they are going out. He broke my heart. I believed in something that was a lie.