I liked the sound of his laugh over the smallest things,

I liked his catching presence wherever he's been.

I liked his annoying personality that everyone hates,

I liked his narcissistic tendencies that makes people roll their eyes up to this date.

I liked his seven year old ways even if he's seventeen,

I liked how matured his mindset is despite the childish personality.

I liked how he entertains himslef every second of his life,

And doesn't realize, he does same for others every single time.

I liked how bright his smile could be,

That it competes with the brightness of the spotlights that no one could see.

I liked how restless he is all the time,

As if there's worms in his asshole wriggling in a line. 

(From the Filipino saying: "pag malikot ay may uod sa pwet; kitikiti")

I liked how he can laugh at serious moments,

And tries to lighten up the mood during the dark events.

I liked his subtle concern at times that I am nowhere but my lowest,

Even during at times that I don't need a hand from the highest.

I liked how he knows he is guilty,

And tries to take responsibility.

I liked how easily he makes friends,

To the point that he goes from table to table and still be on good terms on any end.

I liked how he knows he should show respect,

And still be very hard headed on retrospect.

I liked how good of a student he is,

That he is an academic achiever and places his studies on top of the list.

I liked how he prioritizes his family,

And shows how he loves them explicitly.

I liked how he knows how to manage his money,

And does not spend it on trivial things and canny.

I liked all the things about him,

Good or bad,

Liked or disliked,

Nonetheless of others' viewpoint or opinion.

I liked him for how he is and who he is,

Not by what he looked like or anything shallow at dismiss.

Most of all, I liked him because he is who he is.

Even the unparallel pieces,

I liked him even more, when they blow like kisses.

Even the imperfect parts that people turn a blind eye on,

I liked it, because that's a part of him.

I liked him, bro

And still do,

And that's just how it is.

And if this "like" turns to love,

I wouldn't mind.

Because if love feels like a soft bed at night,

or a sip of hot chocolate in winter,

I'd gladly take it.

It is contentment.

It is peacefulness.

It is whole.

But for now, all I can say is,

I liked him, bro.