I'm standing in the rain, inside I feel this pain but its not intense enough to drive me insane. I follow my self to persue her though I know I'll get burnt like a moth to a flame. I look around, I try to make sense, and maybe even re-arrange but maybe nows not the time to look ahead at a family and make a change.
I care deeply about whom I'll never have, nights trying to sleep, from time to time it'd drive me mad. Its got me lookin back @ the mirror to see, to question whats going on, to ask who am I, what do I see? At times I wish I'd died in a relationship, never survived to see it alone. Instead of lived single wearing puma cologne.
Do you know who the perfect woman is? Who could she be? Someone who gives a damn, someone who can have deep conversations with me. Someone who'd do me no harm, tell no lie, and hold my hand in the hospital as I sleep in a coma for so long, never let go even when I die.
