oh! the shame!

love's like bacon and eggs; a perfect fit.
love's like dead roses; it smells like shit.
love's like superman; he flies too fast.
love's like commendation; it doesn't last.

i am not in love with you;
coz that wouldn't be the same:
as saying that i dream of you,
that i only say your name.

i want to hold you til your eyes pop out,
coz you know i'd place them in...
i want to be at your side...
coz only your team wins.

but ultimately...what i want to say...
is that since the first time i met you...
my skies have been less gray.

i know it's really soppish,
but i'm aiming for a lot of sap.
coz i think it's that time of day again,
where finny's has high tap.

until then, my love.
don't wait up.