Feeling pooey so I'm going to sleep it off.

You've the distinction of being the only man who can fill me with total happiness. And yet give me so much misery.

I feel like I've been on an emotional rollercoaster ride for the past 6 months. We're well reaching the seventh. Is this how it's going to remain? I may be patient, but I'm only human. And I'm tiring.

Like the song goes: It takes two, baby. I can't run after you all the time.