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by Charlotte Jun 17, 2005 category : Love, romance / first love
I had always liked you And Knew you liked me, too It started in grade four Boys had cooties no more You had glasses, but beautiful eyes of blue You were fast and strong, too You may not have been the cutest guy in school But unlike the others, you were no tool! Nice, caring, loving, sweet You liked me, a real treat Neither of us told any one, till grade six Where at a dance boys and girls would mix You asked me to dance to every slow song And held me in your arms, sweet and strong The evening I wanted to last forever I wanted to to end never But too soon it was time to go WE danced and talked ever so slow I gazed into your eyes; you gazed back into mine It seemed what had stopped was time I thought you were going to kiss me; put you pulled away I couldn't wait to see you each an every day Now we are in eighth grade It seems you liking has begun to fade I think I still like you But do you like me too?