why i do d many things i do

i watch u so much...
u say i stare
but i dnt
i look at u
coz i like looking at u

i nag u continuously
i keep disturbing u
u say i keep tabs on u
but i dnt
i nag u coz
i like being with u
i like hearing ur voice
i like seeing u smile

i like it wen
ur brows furrow in concentration
i feel like smoothing it out for u....

i like it wen u look
at sumthing with a twinkle
curving ur lips in a playful smile
as if u r relishing sum private jokes...

i like it wen u look into d distance
with a blank expression
playing with ur pen
den as if u lost track of ur thots
u shake ur head
wid a vague expression
making ur hair fly around
which den land softly back on ur head.

i like it wen u chew ur pen
then put it down
then pout at d world
and den laugh out loud
and den u'll look at me
and say i'm staring again.

i dnt stare
looking at u makes my day
seeing u do things
brings a smile to my lips
i dnt stare
i capture
i capture ur smile
ur laugh
deep in my heart
in a huge album
these precious moments caught
forever to be treasured........