She asked me why I loved you so;
Was it the way you whispered to me
Was it the way you loved me
Or maybe the way you look?
It is the way you know every story
I’ve ever told you
Like I just said it.
It is the way we laugh together
Like we are old friends
Just hanging out.
It is the way you say my name
As if it were something special
The way you will laugh
At the end of this
Because you know exactly what I am talking about.
It isn’t anything in particular
That I love
It is just you.