I love

I love the way you look at me
And the way you turn your head
I love the way you're chasing me
through the ordinary school stairs

I like it when you smile at me
And the way your cheeks go red
I like it when you say my name
And hope that I won't hear it

I love it when I hear your voice
And the things you're saying loud
I love the way you touch your hair
When I catch you staring right

I like the way you sing my song
And I hear it from the other room
I like it when I hear your friends say
"all he does is talk about her, man!"

I love the way you write me notes
And put them secretly in my books
I love it when I am in class and
I read them through and through

I like the way you are so shy
and you are scared to talk to me
I like it when you are always there
And make my day so bright

I love it when you do these things
But I will love them even more
If all these things I said above
Weren't just the things I dream about.