Poetry About Liking Someone Novels & Stories

"Tell me what you like Fiona, everything you like" I looked at him as I said "I like you. I like Cara and the girls. I like food, homemade food. I like pepperoni pizza. I like a particular type of flower, I've forgotten the name, It's blue, but it can also be purple. I like the smell of new books. I like earphones. I like stars, the constellations. I like the moon, sometimes I talk to it. I like you scent, you smell like Vanilla" I chuckled "the irony, you call me Vanilla, yet you smell like Vanilla and Honey. I like starry dark sky."

I bit my lip. "I like you, Grace." He said in monotone. I didn't quite know what to say when he looked directly into my eyes and continued. "I really like you. I have for a long time now and I know you only see me as a friend but for me, it's so much more than that. I get so happy whenever I'm with you, I like how we're both interested in writing, I like how feisty you are, I admire a lot of things about you, I really do." I bit on my bottom lip to hold back my grin.

The world fades out, there's just the sea and sky, and love's sweet song that never says goodbye. "The ocean's hum, a lullaby so deep, sings tales of ages, promises to keep. "In sync, their steps write verses on the sand, a timeless dance, directed by love's hand. "And as the tide comes in, as it will do, it leaves their footprints fresh, love ever true. "For every wave that sweeps the shore away, their love remains, steadfast, come what may." His voice was mesmerizing. When he recited poetry, it felt as though being drawn into a profound depth. Every word was articulated with exactness, carrying a timeless allure that was utterly captivating.

The moment you smiled at me, my heart became yours. The rain had been showering us with drops of love in our hearts. The peon of your thoughts sent a letter to my lazy morning. The moment you looked at me, my heart became yours. Light and darkness are playing on the roof edge, Let’s collect them again with admiration together. In this inconsistent sunlight, spring comes over. Let’s spend our life together by loving each other. The person whom I say these all, I know very well. All the words are being said with eye to eye only.

"The reasons your eyes sparkle just like a light is being shined, on two emeralds that are beautiful, is that you are the true meaning of love and beauty. I will be longing for that gentle touch, and that your warm embrace. If you are near me, I yearn for the hug, I am longing for that everlasting kiss when you lay next to me. Your personality is unable to be matched. These are the reasons you are perfect, and have been perfect. I will never stop loving you. The easiest thing I have ever done, is listening to your singing heart. A song was heard by my ears, my eyes sang along. The words were muttered by my lips, cuddled in your arms, I heard the whispering of charms." Alexa turned around. He

Kimberly Medilton If you have an option to pick 'Love someone' or 'Being love by someone'? Well I pick 'Being love by someone' because if you pick 'Love someone' it will take you a lot of effort to get that person's attention. You will get hurt a lot along the way and there's 99% that the person that you like won't like you back for girls case not boys

She was just an ordinary girl, not equipped to resist so much temptation. "Liking male celebrities and liking you are different. Liking them is easy; I can like one today and another tomorrow. However, loving you is different. I've liked many people, male celebrities, people around me, and even same-sex teachers and classmates. But in my entire life, I've only loved you. Liking and loving are not the same. Liking is fleeting, but love lasts," Paige explained earnestly. She had always been clear about her feelings for Chris. Her most sincere and passionate liking had turned into love.

"My experiences and wealth, you'll have them in the future too. This world belongs to you,the young man." The girl looked up with some confusion, questioning Winston Barrymore, "Is there a difference between infatuation and liking? If I'm not infatuated with you, how could I like you?" "Wrong. Infatuation is temporary, even more fleeting than liking. Maybe in a few years, you'll find me turned into an old geezer, and you won't be infatuated with me anymore. Liking is wanting to spend a long time with someone, wanting to see expressions they've never shown in public, even if they embarrass themselves, you still feel incredibly fond of them. You want to tease them, and you dare to tease them.

"I know you don't like flowers in your hands. Then why take a life of a flower when it can blossom more" He knows me very well. He is smart but I am not letting him go just like this. "And what about poetry?" "I could write a poem on you with an endless number of lines but for that I need time. I spend most of my time with you and I don't want to cut that time to write a poem for you" he snaked his arm around my waist and pulled me closer "I am your poetry. Read me" he kissed the tip of my nose. And like every time I forgot my anger as he hugged me tightly.