I love you too much ...
After everything you put me through, somehow I still held on. There was just something about you that intrigued me. I can still remember the first time I saw you vividly, even though it was so long ago. Your dark brown shaggy hair, your polo, skinny jeans and piercings ... you were exactly my type at the time. And while most boys look feminine wearing these types of clothes, your masculinity was imminent. You were the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen and I wanted it for my own. From that moment on, I was madly in love with you. We became close friends, but you wouldn't date me. You were what they call a player, most girls came and went but for some reason you kept me around. I guess I was too shallow to realize that I didn't need any labels to prove you loved me, I could feel it and I still do. Even though you hurt me so many times I held on to you. Even though you left me and all of us here to weep over your death, I forgive you. You committed the worst of crimes, but I will keep holding on because I love you too much.