love is like a roller coaster it goes up and down up and down over and over again. you cant explain but some how you find your self riding again until you give up. but you think to your self this is the last time but it catches your attention again and then you say why me. its like he put a magic potion on you. you find your self in a predicument that you cant get out but its just that one roller coaster again. you want to know when that next right roller coaster come but like my paster always say theres no right with out a wrong and you cant find love because loves find you ....