The dreamer

I treat you so bad,and sometimes make you sad.
And I know you sit and cry,as you must be pondering why,
Can this be real,does he mean what he says?
Is it blue skies for him,or rain clouds instead,
Does he think of me like I think of him,
Every single day,hour after min.
At the thought of my name does his heart beat race,
Does his world light up when he sees my face.

Well I'll answer these questions 100%true,
With three little words,I love you...x