She loves me when I wear my socks to bed.
She loves me when I'm too tired to speak.
She loved me when I almost broke her heart.
She loves me every afternoon around 5 o'clock when she gets bored at work.
She loves me when we read together.
She loves me all the times I think about kissing her in a storm.
She loves me when she waits for me to get home.
And everything wonderful in the world happens when she looks over at me with her morning hair from the sleepy pillow on her side of the bed.