wrong type of love

I loved him
But I think that I loved him
For all the wrong reasons
I loved him because
I hoped that one day the he
Could possibly love me back
I love him because I thought
That I was at the top of the list
I loved him
Because he was far enough away
So I could pretend that I did not know
What I could not see
I love him because he knew my body
Better than he knew his own
I loved him because
I thought it could get not better than him
And that he was worth the wait
I loved him because he revived me
From a long dark slumber
I loved him because of the possibilities
I love him because he never leaves my mind
No matter how many replacements come my way
I loved him because I couldn’t have him
I hope to stop loving him