It might be the way your smile consumes your whole face
Or the wrinkles on your forehead when you look into my eyes
Maybe it’s the feeling when our fingers are laced
Whatever it is, I can’t make up my mind.
Sometimes I think it’s how you stumble over long words
And how you laugh at inappropriate jokes.
It could be the way you naturally smell so sweet
Whatever it is, I don’t really know.
But I know it has something to do with the sound of your voice
As well as the gentleness that seeps out of your soul.
I’m certain it’s the way you hold me close
Also, the way you make my broken heart feel whole.
There’s something about being in love with you
That makes me realize that true love is true.