You make me feel like Christmas morning.

You make me feel like English was my second language.

You make me feel an exhibit at the Louvre.

You make me feel like July 4 fireworks.

You make feel like every new Apple product.

You make feel like a bad hangover.

You make me feel like the new guy at alcoholics anonymous.

You make me feel like the 405 at 5:07 pm.

You make me feel like the catfish who posed as a model photographer.

Roses are red.

Violets are blue.

You inspire chaos.

Love isn't considerate.

Love isn't comfortable.

Love takes you, where you don't want to go.

An emotional roller coaster without seatbelts.

We only have each-other.

Can I hold you on the way down?