She is like a headache

exhausting and painful, yet comfortable and familiar

like the headache from being too tired

She is like a drug

one taste of her and you're addicted

you yearn her when you can't have her

She is like wildfire

she rages and what you think of her is uncontrollable

but you don't want to put her out

She is like chocolate

a guilty obsession that you delight in

you can't do without her

She is like a badly kept secret

you can't help but tell people about her

She is love

the ups and downs, the good and the bad

the whole rollercoaster

she'll take you on her ride

and show you the best and the worst time

and you'll enjoy it, every moment of being with her

she will fool you into a false sense of security

when you think it's all over, and then it starts again

But no matter what she is, she is your love

she is always there, in the back of your mind

and you can't help but love her for all of these reasons