chau

Because I am confused I'll stop here.
Because you make me confused I'll stop you there.
I think I like you because of the way I think of you.
But I think I might like you because of the way you look at me and make me smile.
I might like the image of you.
I have shown maybe too much that I like you.
So I'll have to stop here.
It's a little bye-bye story for me only.
Because nothing really ever started between us.