I could go on and on with reasons
Reasons to hate him
All of his imperfections
But what good is that?
When I could name so many other things
The things I love
The things which get me to love him
Sure, there are bad things
But there are always good things
So tomorrow he will say goodbye
He may move on
I probably will not
I will remember every good thing
I will remember every bad
But I will remember the feeling to love
And to be loved back