I can't tell if you like me There's a lot put into that Friendship or love For me, it's all the same because Regardless of intentions of affection, I can't see I can't tell if you like me I want to hold your face in my hands And I want to kiss your soul But there's a hole in my blueprints A big hole, Because honestly No matter how many dates we've gone on now No matter how many times you've kissed my forehead No matter how many texts you've sent or emojis you've emoted Or how many of my notebooks that you wrote in I cannot tell I can't tell if you like me
-E (c) 2017
I'm dating a guy who I used to sit across from in prob/stats, and he would reach across my desk and scribble things in my notebook.