You love me.
I know this for sure.

You took all my broken pieces, and fixed what I had.
You make me realize that love wasn't so bad.

You constantly remind me that you love me,
every. single. night.

You know that nights are bad,
And you know that you are all that I have.

When I think of the future,
I no longer remember the past.

Even though night after night,
It could be our last;

Thinking of you makes me realize--
Love isn't so bad.