I’ve got two and half years of you in my brain
What you doing is to drive me wild like the Ferrari
And the high ways you driving in are free
That makes the journey too short but sweet
This isn't really a "love story" it's more of a "I hate you story". The person it is to will probably never read it since poetry things aren't really his kind of thing. But what is? This guy I met walked alover my heart.