When people used to ask me, " What do you see in him? "

When people used to ask me,
" What do you see in him? "
I could give a million reasons.
Now, that I sit back and ask myself the same question,
My only response is, 
" I love how he loved me,
and how he made me crawl back for more. "
But that's what drove me to hate.
He broke me... and I kept crawling back for more.