Love is grand.
Love really sucks.
Love is like the gas you get at the dentist,
Giddy, giggly and happy, happy, happy.
But somtimes it's like an ingrown toenail
And hurts like hell 'til you dig it out.
Love can be a refreshing glass of milk.
But if you drink from the carton,
It's sour and makes you gag.
It can be like a great fuck,
When you come over and over.
But love can be like lousy sex too,
Like, "When is it over?"
Love is everything and nothing at all.
Always expensive and never free.
When you get it all figured out,
Could somebody please, please explain it to me?
Julie -May 10, 1997