" I’m euphoric with dopamine when I think of you. My infatuation with the memory of your face has flooded my neurons with Serotonin. My restless need to be with you has thrown in some norepinephrine. I’m a chemical basket case. But since I refuse to blame you, I’ve decided to blame my brain. Maybe if I believe I’ve reversed cause and effect I’ll get better. "

― E. L. Neve