"I'm tore down, I'm almost level with the ground. Well I feel like this when my baby can't be found. I went to the river to jump in. My baby showed up and said, 'I will tell you when.' " - Freddie King
We fall in love because we long to escape from ourselves with someone as beautiful, intelligent, and witty as we are ugly, stupid, and dull. But what if such a perfect being should one day turn around and decide they will love us back? We can only be somewhat shocked-how can they be as wonderful as we had hoped when they have the bad taste to approve of someone like us?