Him.

Makes my smile ten feet high every time I see him,

Lagh so hard my face turns red,

Makes me happy when I'm mad,

But even though he made me happy,

He made me go crazy.

And then he made me sad,

He made me cry so hard I died,

I just dropped right there on the floorboards dead,

I hope he knows how much I loved him,

So he may regret ever killing me,

So he may suffer like I did, knowing that he really loved me,

And that he killed me even though,

I tried to show him,

And make him admit it to himself,

That he really loved me no matter what.

It may not make sense to you but it makes total sense to me.