I loved you.

I loved the way you look at me.

I loved how you never had a clue,

About all that your love could do.

You loved me.

You loved my endless curiosity,

And how I would give you all the glee,

When you're standing right next to me.

I loved you, and you loved me.

Sadly, it was only a memory.

A memory buried deep inside my head,

A memory only reminded as a dread.