I like you,
More than I should,
More than you could,
Ever like me too.

When will I,
See the light?
And realise,
This isn't allright.

Sorry if I seem a bit forward,
I tend to read the book without reading the foreword,
But I know that this will work out for me,
I've got something that appears to belong to you, you see.

It's not unlike me,
To jump in without knowing,
If your love is growing,
If you love is showing.

So please excuse me for getting too far in,
If you said you liked me, what was I suppose to think?
If you take the time you'll realise,
Why I thought it was mine for the taking.