I do.

I really really liked you.
I really really did.
Maybe you never noticed,
or maybe you thought it a fib.

I don't know why.
I ever wanted to go to homecoming.
I knew I couldn't dance,
but I thought it would be better than nothing.

I didn't know it would make you unhappy,
and I'm sorry for going with you.
I won't make that mistake ever again.
Next time, I won't be such a fool.

I really did like you a lot,
and that mistake was mine.
Who was I to think,
that I wouldn't have to pay a fine.

When I saw you kiss that other guy.
I didn't know what to do.
I just kinda freaked out,
but believe me, I'm not through.

I have come to the conclusion.
That I overreacted,
because its all my fault.
The way I did, I shouldn't of acted.

I should have acted as if nothing was wrong,
but I was tired of doing that;
all night long.
You have to understand the fact.

The fact that I love you,
and I'm not going to give up.
Even if I am just going to get hurt.
I'm going for the world cup.

I've never liked someone so much before.
It really kinda sucks,
because my heart is really sore.
From all my previous break ups.

But maybe one day,
when you like me as much as I do you.
Maybe someday we can both say,
"I do."