You were the highest and
Most dangerous ride
I’ve ever encountered

The tracks were worn
The lows were underground
And the highs felt like flying

You felt the same about me
We both knew that the 
Cars were on fire but
We rode on anyways

The highs were the most
Tantalizing of all highs
We felt shot to the moon

The lows were horrific
As though we were part of
A haunted carnival

A beautiful disaster we
Got too close to the fire
And one of us got burned

But let’s be honest…
There’s a part of us that enjoys the ride
Even if we crash and burn
In the end

“My degree of liking him changes day by day and sometimes hour by hour”