I think back,
to the begging of the year,
when i chose to take the class i met you in.
I almost didn't take that class.
I'm glad that i did.
Your the best thing that has happened to me yet.
You flirt with me,
I flirt with you.
Your nice to me.
Not all of my friends like you,
One even hates you.
Some don't know What i see in you.
But if they were in my place they would see it.
They would feel it.
Other are supportive
Some even think you like me too.
