Falling in love was like a fine wine
At first it's great the taste is amazing and intoxicating
Then you drink more and more and your head starts to spin and your legs get weak. Your heart beats faster and you believe things with ease
Then you fall for the one you love
And one day you will wake up
Have a huge headache
Wonder what the hell happened
And regret all the pain
You will wake up and see what a fool
You had been. Love is wine
Wine becomes loved.
