"i like you a lot." he spoke, his words were gentle and soft.
"i like the way your hair falls on your shoulders,"
"i like how you purse your lips when scared or nervous,"
"i like the freckles on your nose,"
"i like how you don't care what people think but when somebody needs care, you give it to them."

"i like you a lot." she spoke, her words gentle and soft.
"i like the way you part your hair to the side,"
"i like how you're the most attractive boy i know yet you're still the most down to earth."
"i like how when i run my hands over your chest, you shiver,"
"i like how you don't care what people think but when somebody needs care, you give it to them."