The day that I met you

                                          was the day I knew...

I knew you would hurt me,

                                         break me,

                                                    bruise me.

I knew I would spend all of my nights wondering

      why I wasn't enough,

                              why I didn't deserve your love.

I knew I would spend my time crying,

                                                                hurting,

                                                                       aching for you.

I knew from the moment that I met you that you would leave and I'd never want to feel again.

But...

      I didn't know that all of these years later,

                                                  I would still be loving you.