I have a terrible habit,
Looking over my shoulders, and looking beyond
On rainy nights I curl up and escape from the weather,
Very thought of it made me run for cover...
Every night almost it rains now and
You cross my mind... I remember how you looked,
Over again I could go through the same things, just to be in this moment with you...
Umbrellas were long forgotten, and the rain....
The beautiful rain drenching me to the skin,
On the surface, I look cold and distant... But trust me,
Outer words and actions don't mean anything. (What I mean is...you would know!)