A Little Thing Called Love

It means that every time,
Your chocolate eyes shine,
My whole world comes to life,
Simply because you are happy,

It means that I feel your pain,
How ever big or small,
Makes me want to erase it all,
I wish I could, wish I could make your life painless,

It means that you can make me laugh the hardest,
Till tears run down my face, and my stomach cramps,
Yet we can still laugh some more.

That little thing called love,
Swells inside my heart,
Which beats only for you.