I like you some days
There were days when I liked you a lot
I liked the elation of the plot of finding out
If you liked me too.
I liked how you liked putting your hands on me
I liked grabbing them
Even thought they were so ruff
I liked it all too much so I stopped.
But I kept a spark
I always did that with girls after I liked them
After it was too much.
I kept the spark I have for you incase it could become a fire
At more than just my will.
But I never liked the sparks I kept
But yours it keeps my will.
I like the spark I keep for you
.And I still always like you