Sometimes, I wonder what that feeling is when I am with you, when my heart feels really good, and I get butterflies, and I feel like there is nothing that can explain it, but then I realized, that I love you.

Love is like the air you breathe, when you don't have it, you get light-headed, dizzy, your heart stops, and eventually you will die.

You can't blame me for me falling in love with you, because you were the one that was there to trip me.

~casey~