I like her . I really do . I enjoy every moment I spend with her . I feel like I belong somewhere when I am with her . The way she slips her hair behind her ears , makes me smile as if I am the luckiest guy on earth . But that's That's the end . I don't want to be anything more . I want to be with her all the time ; maybe hold her hand ; make her laugh and forget about time . But I don't want to be her boyfriend . I don't want to label it . Maybe it's love or maybe it is not . But it doesn't matter . Because everything seems alright when I think about her . You know how sometimes , you feel alive being with someone . Someone who makes you believe in yourself more . Perhaps we cannot name that emotion . It's as simple as that and as complicated as that . I don't even know if she likes me the way I do ; if she thinks of me at all but it's fine . There is a sweetness in being hopeless . times , I do wonder if it's love and if I should take a step forward . But this comfort of being with her is so warm . I don't want to think about anything else . As I said , maybe it's love or maybe it is not . But it doesn't matter as long as I can rise to another morning with her smiles painting my days , it doesn't matter .