My strange feelings; you inspire me to write. Invading my mind day and night. I love the way you always change; making me feel happiness, anger, and rage. Let me compare you to November, a month of dreariness and fog. A month that seems so long. A month that makes me lost in my thoughts. A month where weather in unpredictable. A month that seems like trouble and dull. My strange feeling and much like November. Unpredictable, strange, troubled, changed.