Unconditional

It seems like people love me
Free of any strings
I see it as their folly
But I know the joy it brings

I see that people love me
And I have to wonder why
Even though they love me dearly
And can look me in the eye

They tell me not to worry
And I know it's not a joke
But it's still a little blurry
Why you weren't gone before I woke.

In you I still confide
For in your eyes I cannot err.
They could have all forsook my side
But I know that you still care.

And I thought -- what a pickle
But you continue faithful
Without the slightest struggle
For this love seems unconditional.

~Emily Capps