They Ask Me

They ask me, "Why do you love him?"

And I tell them;
I love him because no one else will,
No one else had the heart
To take him in their arms.
Because he makes me so happy,
With the way he laughs,
And all his silly motions.
His immature humor,
And the songs from the top of his head.
His over the top personality,
Fills in what I lack.

They ask me, "How can you love him?"

And I tell them;
I can love him easily.
When all I needed was laughter,
Or someone to cheer me up,
He was always there,
And he knew exactly how.
He's very loving when he's calm.
He'll hold me and tell me,
That I am his everything.
And when I am afraid,
I know he'll protect me.

They ask me, "When do you love him?"

And I tell them;
I love him everyday.
In the hours of the morning,
When I can wake up to his eyes.
When we're surrounded by others,
And he's the light of the party.
When it is pouring outside,
And we lay in the calm,
Listening to our hearts and the rain.
When he needs someone to talk to,
In the middle of the night.

And when they ask, "How long will you love him?"

And I simply say;
Forever.