When you know that its real
its the way you see his eyes
its the way he comforts your sighs
its the way he loves you
its the way he calls just to say hi
and says "i love you" when its time to say "bye"
its the way he worries when your sick and the way he cares for you in his arms and the way he cries lovingly for your scars
when he touches your wrist and says "not again" and he takes you upsairs and puts a bandade on you and he kisses you like he never has before
and he wraps his arms around you like a boar, holding you as he dries your tears, but most of all its the way he loves you after all those years the way he holds you, the way he loves you
you loved me and i will nevr forget those years....
