I like it

I like it when you hold my hands
I like it when you touch my hair
I like it when you hold me tight
And the way you always stare

I like the way your hair sits
And the way it smells so good
I like the way you look at me
And I'd go out with you if I could

I like the way u make me smile
And the way your always you
I can't believe this poem true
And I wish you liked me too