You tell me you love me but Im not sure you know what love is or how fast it flies or how much it resembles a UFO or what kind of weapon youd use to shoot it down.
The only drink I like ice in is water because you cant water down water. Im like that with love too. Dont you dare add any ice to the hot liquid loving Im trying to pour all over you.
I want to gather up all the ink cartridges in the universe because somewhere mixed in with all that ink is the next great American novel. And Id love nothing more than to drink it.