What Makes? Poem by yunar indra

What makes me love you?
I know, sweet face aristocrat, with a decorative glasses, and your fine character.
That's what makes me love you

What makes me love you?
I know, gently sway your body, sweet smile, your aura and beauty.
That's what makes me love you

What makes me miss you?
I know, laughter, beautiful eyes, and both friendly nature.
That's what always makes me miss you

What makes you to believe me?
You must know, I love you, always will be, that's my promise.
You must know, I love you, you who made me this way, it's your responsibility.
You must know, I always miss you, your name is always in my prayers, your face is always in my dreams. That you are.
That's what makes you have to believe me

If that was not enough, prove it.
Leave him, forget him, I faithfully here, that's the way I am.