It's not in the lovely way you speak
Or how you and I just seem to click.
It's not in the way you sing
And how you strum my heart's string.

It's how you make me feel
And fact that you're cuter than a baby seal.
Sometimes, your words kinda melt my heart
And I can't tell the sun and your smile apart.

It's because I want to hold your hand
And your lips are where I want mine to land.
It's 'cause of how you bring me up
When I struggle to overcome a hiccup.

That's why I like you more than a friend...
Because your existence made my fear of girls to end.