Can I really feel this way?

I don't know if it's right.

I stare at your picture every day

And think of you every night.

Do I really feel this way?

I don't know if I know.

Each day I think in agony,

'Why must time pass so slow?'

I must really feel this way,

I know the feeling's true.

For every single passing day,

I fall more in love with you.