Love makes you do really stupid things. Love makes you go to the florist to buy a dozen red roses when you have hay fever. Love makes you stay in the cinema watching the film when you feel like your bladder is going to explode, only because her head is on your shoulder and she looks so **** beautiful. Love makes you half an hour late for work in the morning and in trouble with your company because you had to kiss him goodbye five more times. Love makes you buy houses you can't afford and do jobs you don't really like, just so they can have a good life. Love is stupid and I don't know why people do it. I don't know why I do it.