When I laugh with you, it is so much louder than a laugh in other company.
It reminds me of before you loved me, when your laugh was loudest to my ear.
If I was the cause, oh dear!

When we talk of our interests, I listen because I actually do care about yours.
It's just like when we'd icebreak, what are your interests? I find only yours interesting.
How silly, I think.

I watch you closely, even closer when you don't notice. I look across the table at you working, and it pleases me so.
I used to do this constantly, hoping maybe you did notice, but also swearing I was sly.
How dare we catch each other's eye.

Now you see me, for all that I am. For all that I want to be, and I see you seeing me.
I remember when someone told me that you liked me, because of the way you looked at me.
I thought this over, so happily.
You're still looking at me.