Is it really love?

Is it really love?

or is it just a passing feeling

am I not convinced?

a bit uncertain of the feeling

Is it the way you make me feel?

so warm with joy and laughter

or could it be the happiness

from moments spent together

The lasting bliss, the kiss I miss,

The sweetest thoughts without a touch

The heart that hurts and bears a scar

thinking how far away you are

You’re on my mind most of the day

And at night I go to bed and pray

An angel soft and gentle as you

Would make my sweetest dreams come true

Thinking about you alone or in class

Writing your name on my bathroom window glass

Wishing you were here

To love hold and care

Wishing I had you with me

To cherish and to stare

Into your soft and beautiful eyes

As we both travel to the skies

And mingle with the stars above

But is it really love?