I did a little something for you today but I forgot to hand it to you because I got carried away by a certain other matter. You unplugged the ear phones at the resounding voice of Keane whereas my eyes light up with familiarity of a song I love. You gorge on French Fries, whereas I binge on Twister Fries. We yarp when we quarrel and we never seem to be finished justifying our wrongs to rights. We take turns to run away from each other and turn around to run back to each other. Despite all the differences and indifferences, love's never absent.

But for now, you will just have to wreck your head over what little something I did for you today.