Hey, I think I like you.
I want you to know something, but I don’t know how to tell It. So I’ll let the first three words of this explain It.
I want to tell you how much I like you, but I know you don’t feel the same.
I’m not open to many people. I’m usually quiet and I don’t really like attention. so if I like you enough to show you the real me, you must be very special.
I like you more than I thought I would and that scares me.
Before I met you, I never knew what it was like to be able to look at someone and smile for no reason.
I still like you, I ‘m just tired of trying to get your attention.
I like you a little. It’s like a little, except a lot.
The truth? I like you. A lot. You make me happy. You make me laugh. You’re smart. You’re different. You’re a little crazy and awkward, and you smile alone can make my day.