Why Poem by Khushbu Kedia

WHY DO I WANNA BE WID U
WHTS THIS FEELIN THT I CANT GET THRU
WHY DOES MY DAY START WITH UR THOUGHT
WHY CANT I FORGET THE MOMENTS OF SMILE U’VE BROUGHT
WHY IS EVERYTHIN ABT U SO CHARMIN
WHY IS THR NO END TO MY CRAVING
WHY DO I SEE MY DAYS N NITES WID U
WHY DOES EVERYTHIN ABT U SEEM SO TRUE
WHTS THIS FEELIN THT I CANT FIGURE OUT
EVERY THOUGHT ABT U IN MY HEAD, SEEMS TO SHOUT
WHY DO THINGS LOOK PERFECT WHN U’RE THR
WHY DOES UR ABSENCE LEAVE ME NOWHR
WHY DO U TURN OUT TO B THE ANSWER TO AL MY QUESTIONS
BY JUST LOOKIN AT U, MY FEELINGS MAKE A COMMOTION
WHY IS UR SIGHT ENUF TO STOP MY HEARTBEAT
WHY DOES EVERYDAY SEEM PERFECT WHN WE MEET
WHY DOES EVERYTHIN START AND END AT U
AND WHY IS IT THAT THR IS NOTHIN I CAN DO