If you ever asked me why I love you,
here are the reasons why
I love the way you use your words
I like how intelligent you are
and even if your attitude annoys me,
I find it attractive that you're so stubborn
I like the way you never really show too much joy or happiness
but when you do, it's very cute
you're so open, yet mysterious
and we've grown so close
and physically, well...
I think your body says enough
and your face is cute and round,
and your smile is soft and awkward
and your eyes are two beautiful brown gems
your style is unique and appealing,
your love is deep and everlasting
it will forever leave it's mark on me.

I loved the way that
when we were together
I got to see another part of you
I love the way
you wrote to me erotically,
it was so poetic and intense
you are a poet, after all
and even if it was a lie,
it was a lie said so elegantly,
that it softened my little heart
it was a lie so great,
that when you snatched away
all the love you had
all that was left of me
was tears.

And 5 years it left me broken,
and maybe I'm so attached to you,
because I would never be loved like that
by anyone
ever again.

I would never be loved like that
by you
and now
I am forever mourning
everything we had.

And the way you are funny,
without intending to be,
the way you teach me,
certain things about life
the way you sometimes
express your care for me
there for me
when I needed you
listened to
everything I said.

So if you ever asked
why I loved you,
this is why.

And loving you is the most painful thing I've ever done.