God knows I love her;
     even when my eyes are glassy and I will not see her.
I love her,
     if there's such a thing as crying in bed for days wishing you could be with her, somewhere else, that's love.
I love her,
     when there's everybody else and I cannot see her.
I love her,
     if there's such a thing as forgetting your commitments down to the last second and your heart swells with the sin you almost did, remembering her,
that's love.