Blame it....

It goes up, it goes down. It's never constant. One minute I'm on top of the world, the next I'm as low as the worm in the dirt. He makes me the happiest yet makes me the saddest. I get worried and excited. I never know what kind of day it's going to be. I'm thankful when my head hits the pillow and all is calm. He's the reason why I smile and the reason why I cry. I want to blame it on the weather. No, I'll blame it on the month.