This day has been weird, to me. I kept on missing and wanting to see someone. I caught her glimpse early in the morning, then I did not see her until the evening. My mates have been reproaching about me being there but not the soul, always daydreaming somewhere. I keep on searching and on the lookout for her presence.

I live on with just the thought of you and I can't do with just one day, so the next day and the next, my longing for you grows unknowingly.

Are you listening?
There's a boy. Who is liking you.
There's a boy. Who is longing for your smile.
There's a boy. Who is always watching and missing someone.

Are you listening?
There's a girl. Who always smiles.
There's a girl. Who does not know that someone is watching and missing her.
There's a girl. Who does not know I'm like this.
There's a girl. Who is receiving love, but do not know that it is love.

Do you realize that you're lovable from head to toe? I am proud, although I am only one your friends. Waiting is fun now and even more enjoyable from day to day. I can feel the breeze upon my heart. I have no idea whether this is liveliness or happiness? Whatever it is, I'm feeling it now and really enjoying it. What is this surprising feeling? Love?