When you like someone just looking at them makes you happy. And when you know that someone likes you back you end up being careful with every move you make. Everyday you’d bring small surprises just to show that someone was in your thoughts. You’d say funny jokes in attempts to be funny. But you end up laughing by yourself anyway. Then again it cheers you up because you find out someone finds it cute. When you like someone, you think of them from the moment you wake up from the time you sleep. And when you like someone you’d go out of your way just to be with them. And you’d even leave notes around to bug them incase you’re not there. And when that someone is happy, you feel happy also.
A glimpse of clothing, a slight sight of the person’s stance makes you jump on your feet—even your hands or your head. When you like someone, you wouldn’t care much about what people say about the both of you. And sometimes when you like someone you feel like the rest of the world doesn’t exist. You feel happy, a weird kind of happy. A happy that is even more than happy. That’s because you realize that you love that someone you like. @_@