I LIKE YOU, I CHOOSE YOU, BUT I LOVE YOU I like the way you say my name, The way your smile can change my day. I like the silence when you’re near, How somehow everything feels clear. I like your heart. I like your soul. The little things You don’t even know. And somewhere between Hello and tonight, Something inside me Stopped being just “like.” Because liking you was easy, But choosing you was real. And now there’s something deeper I can no longer conceal. I like you. I choose you. But the truth is—I love you. More than these words Could ever explain. More than a moment, More than a flame. I choose your laughter. I choose your tears. I choose to stand beside you Through all the coming years. I like you. I choose you. But if you want the truth… I love you. I don’t need perfect. I just want real. A love that isn’t afraid to feel. Your hand in mine. Your heart with mine. Two lives choosing One day at a time. I want the mornings. I want the nights. The conversations Under quiet lights. I want the ordinary, The beautiful too. Because ordinary feels extraordinary When I’m with you. This isn’t just emotion. It isn’t something passing through. My heart has made its choice, And that choice is you. I like you. I choose you. But the truth is—I love you. More than these words Could ever explain. More than a moment, More than a flame. I choose your laughter. I choose your tears. I choose to stand beside you Through all the coming years. I like you. I choose you. But if you want the truth… I love you. If beauty fades, I’ll choose you. If seasons change, I’ll choose you. When life gets hard, I’ll choose you. When dreams come true, I’ll choose you. When we’re laughing. When we’re hurting. When we’re certain. When we’re learning. Not because I have to. Not because I’m afraid. But because loving you Is a choice I want to make. Again. And again. And again. So maybe “I like you” Was where it began. And “I choose you” Was when I understood. But “I love you”… That’s the part I’ve been trying Not to say too soon. So here it is. No hiding. No pretending. No running from the truth. I like you. I choose you. But the truth is—I love you. I love who you are. I love who I am When I’m standing beside you, Holding your hand. And if love is a promise We choose to live through, Then tomorrow I’ll wake up And still choose you. I liked you yesterday. I choose you today. And if you’ll let me… I’ll love you Every step of the way. I like you… I choose you… But those words Aren’t enough anymore. The truth is… I love you. I really, truly, love you.
