She means more to me than what you will ever mean.

We walk down the street hand in hand,

Yes heads turn and a few comments are heard.

Do they matter? 

Does it bother us?

Is it okay?

No but it is what we are willing to endure.

As much as I  mean to her,

She means much more to me;

We undergo this nonsense because we are much more.

More than what they will know.

A man and a woman can be as they please,

Love is love let us be.

All that matters is how much I love her,

As she loves me.