Does he even realize what I feel?
What I see and what I believe is real?
I look in his eyes and I see love and compassion
Knowing he loves me for me, not my choice of fashion
We talk about dreams of our lives together
Knowing they could shatter as easily as a torn feather
He means the world to me
I just hope he sees
That I will never leave no matter what happens between us
Even when we fight and he puts up to much of fuss
He may be physically, and sometimes mentally, challenged
But he is still my baby and I will pour out my love to him by the gallons
When we go for walks he constantly tells me child hood stories
All the way from sorrows to glories
I love to know about his past
And dream of the future, hoping we’ll last
He tells me we will
And don’t get me wrong I believe him, but still…
I’m never sure if he’s going to stick around
Or if he will just get tired, say goodbye, and thrust my heart into the ground
I hope he can stick with me through a lot
Cus i’ve given him my heart and all the love and trust i’ve got
The last few feelings I have to say
Are “I love you baby! And I hope you will stay!”