I --

I'm like a dog; kick me and hit me and I'll come running back tail wagging.
I'm like a crayon; full of colors and potential, but easily broken.
I'm like a masochist; I say I will not stand to be hurt, yet I always come back to you.
I'm like a sidewalk; people walk all over me.
I'm like alcohol; one taste and you're intoxicated.
I'm like a friend; I don't care if you yell at me, just let me hold you.
I'm like a lover; gentle and unforgiving.
I'm like a wire; connect the wrong ends and I'll explode.
I'm like a Christmas tree; full of light, but it only lasts in seaons.
I'm like a book; beautiful to read but you know it's not real.
I'm like a poem; everything about me is new.

I'm like a trash can; full of crap.

You --

You are like a dog; you bite but then lick the wound away.
You are like a crayon; drawing over everything, encasing the page with everything that is you.
You are like a masochist; you want this to end so you can feel the hurt I feel.
You are like a sidewalk; you're dirty.
You are like alcohol; you make me drunk.
You are like a friend; smiling as you stab me in the back.
You are like a lover; hot and passionate and loveless.
You are like a wire; hot and dangerous.
You are like a Christmas tree; only here once a year.
You are like a book; so far away.
You are like a poem; beautiful yet cynical.

You are like a trash can; full of crap.