I love her more than April 1st

Feelings i regret Ive felt before,
Feelings i cant help abhor.
Yet some new feelings i cant explain,
Not quite there but close to pain.
I think of the pain of future breaks,
I mean how much damage can this heart take.
I'm told its big and full of slush,
And falls in love far to much.
But this times different, this times swell,
You see...this time she loves me as well.
This time she doesn't make me hurt,
This time I'm not "tret" like dirt.
It feels good, it feels right ,
When i look in her eyes.
Cause she looks at me with a knowing stare,
Then turns away cause she cant hold it there.
Although it rips my heart when she breaks first,
I love her more than April 1st.