and stretch in the morning,
I send a morning message to you.
I keep grinning,
because I’m thinking of you.
the soap keeps slipping off my hand,
because my mind is holding you.
I keep checking my mobile,
because I’m expecting a morning message from you.
I keep flicking and forget to tie it,
because I’m occupied with thoughts of you.
I’m lost in the FM song,
because I’m visualizing you.
I take a look at your picture first,
and smile at you.
I quickly open your window,
to send a smiley to you.
when you chat with me for 2 minutes
and ‘boo’ me, when I ‘boo’ you.
I always search for something to send
that could bring a smile on you.
I keep wondering what you must be eating,
and think of having it with you.
I smile and browse through the mails
that were sent long time back by you.
I feel restless and keep looking
when there’s everyone on YM but you.
I make sure that I send a hug,
and say bye to you.
I keep wondering
if I’ve received any offlines from you.
I quickly wind up and curl up inside the blanket,
waiting for a call form you.
if I should make a call,
or keep waiting for a call from you.
my eyes lighten up as I pick it up,
and try to start a conversation with you.
and I never like to talk,
because I love hearing you.
the work, and others,
and I keep looking for more from you.
as I want to continue with you.
and I say ‘No, you sleep’,
still expecting you to continue.
I say it too and don’t disconnect
because I expect that from you.
with a good night and a hug,
hoping for the same reply from you.
wondering what all I could have said
to get a scolding from you.
and smile a bit
as I start dreaming about you.
so that I can start afresh,
with a fresh morning message for you.
but I guess we tend to do this in love,
like I’m in, with you.