It Wasn't My Imagination

Did I miss something today?
Or did I just imagine seeing
A little sparkle in your eyes?
Which leaves me to wonder
Is it just my imagination?
Or does she love me today
A little more than yesterday?
Yet, maybe it is just imagination
Or do you think it could be so?
As for me I choose to ask
How could she not love me?
And no, I didn't miss anything
For how could I not see it?
The sparkle in your of love
In your eyes . . .