I take long walks with my mind and think about you.
I sit and I wonder if what I want is right, and if you want it too.
Half the time I know I\'m right and I\'m for you as you\'re for me and we are a perfect combination.
The other half I see her face in my mind and I plead with myself to bury her image temporarily before I lose myself in guilt permanently.
Then I\'m with you and all is right and I\'m in your arms with the presence I couldn\'t live without and all is well.
Then you\'re gone and my mind wonders \"What would she want?\" and it wanders too and makes me think \"Does he really care, or am I just here for him to toy with?\"
Then I\'m standing by you in a dark and eerie place where I am confronted by what is left of her and am glared down by those who once cared about me.
Then when I\'m feeling down and can\'t see past the dark shadows cast by the rainclouds, you reach out your hand and comfort me until those shadows are gone.
This is why I wonder where you are now, what you\'re doing, and what you\'re thinking about.
I think to myself \"If I knew, I probably wouldn\'t want to.\" but then my faith in you picks up and all doubts are gone.
But I still can\'t help but wonder if this is right, and if you care about me, but I can\'t bring myself to ask.
I\'m simply wrapped up in the emotions you throw my way and wish to stay there forever.
