Your Eyes Were My Favorite Color

Loving a Good Man

I wish you had been horrible to me.
I wish you had cheated or abused me like my previous boyfriends did.
It would be easier for me to move on.
I made a list of why we wouldn't work.
I could only come up with 10 trivial things.
I keep getting stuck on the reasons I loved you.
But none of those matter now.

Bold, highlight, underline reason number 10:
You didn't love me.
You never will.