Wanna know a secret?

I loved your happiness over little things.
And your messy brown curly hair.
I loved your beautiful blue eyes.
And your stupid evil glare.

I loved the way you made me laugh.
And the way you'd kiss my cheek.
I loved the way you said my name.
And the way you called me every week.

I loved your smirk when you tickled my sides.
And the way you'd cup my face.
I loved the way you held me too tight.
And the warmth of your embrace.

Secrets aren't meant to be shared.
For it's hard to have trust in anyone.
But knowing that we never stood a chance.
I thought I'd share this one:

*I loved you more then anything.
And it's hard to let that go.
Because loving you really hurt.
More then you will ever know.