I was listening to a song by Joanna Newson I think it was in someones car on the way home tonite and was reminded of a very interesting period of my life. But I think I'll just post the short of it.

I rememeber once it was a girl that I really wanted to be with to the point where I said to myself this is who I'm suppose to... Be with right now. So I called her up and said I have to see you tonight with her responds being but it raining really hard right now. So I could'nt help it I had to see her so (since at the time I had no car) I ran over her house in the rain. All the time thinking about when we meet. Because she said I kind of have a boyfriend, then I sort of have a boyfriend, to I don't have a boyfriend.

When I got to her house soaked with a with a rose in my hand that was druping from the pouring rain she slowly let me in. I said how I felt. I told her that we should be together. .. With that she said I got back together with my boyfriend. That was the first time my knees got weak, not from exhaustion. She huged me I could'nt raise my arms to meet her embrace. She spoke but. Every thing she said after that moment I could not comprehend.

I walked back in a monsoon looking at the ground for a heart that I left at her door step. For years to come after that rain I felt it was my duty to be the as evil to women as I could fathom. Until I meet someone.

She was as nice as some girl I could remember. But she did'nt like me. It did'nt throw me into a funk put it made me realize that just because someone does'nt like me. Don't mean they are'nt good people. It made me think even more was it her that made me run through the rain or the idea of being with her. I know what my chances where and I fucking craped out. And no I did'nt run through the rain drunk (truth be told I did't start drinking until about a year ago)

But to this day I still run through the rain for a idea and not a person.

I was listening to a song by Joanna Newson I think it was in someones car on the way home tonite and was reminded of a very interesting period of my life. But I think I'll just post the short of it.

I rememeber once it was a girl that I really wanted to be with to the point where I said to myself this is who I'm suppose to... Be with right now. So I called her up and said I have to see you tonight with her responds being but it raining really hard right now. So I could'nt help it I had to see her so (since at the time I had no car) I ran over her house in the rain. All the time thinking about when we meet. Because she said I kind of have a boyfriend, then I sort of have a boyfriend, to I don't have a boyfriend.

When I got to her house soaked with a with a rose in my hand that was druping from the pouring rain she slowly let me in. I said how I felt. I told her that we should be together. .. With that she said I got back together with my boyfriend. That was the first time my knees got weak, not from exhaustion. She huged me I could'nt raise my arms to meet her embrace. She spoke but. Every thing she said after that moment I could not comprehend.

I walked back in a monsoon looking at the ground for a heart that I left at her door step. For years to come after that rain I felt it was my duty to be the as evil to women as I could fathom. Until I meet someone.

She was as nice as some girl I could remember. But she did'nt like me. It did'nt throw me into a funk put it made me realize that just because someone does'nt like me. Don't mean they are'nt good people. It made me think even more was it her that made me run through the rain or the idea of being with her. I know what my chances where and I fucking craped out. And no I did'nt run through the rain drunk (truth be told I did't start drinking until about a year ago)

But to this day I still run through the rain for a idea and not a person.