What Can I Say?

I've gotten so used to the rain that I hardly feel it anymore

It's liek a friend giving sweet, sweet caresses

Letting me know everything is all right

The cobble stone sidewalks that trip me on my walk remind me

I'm whole

I exist

That I matter

People who smile and say "Good Morning"

When the ver wrong forecast says its gonna be overcast

But the smiles...

The smiles

Why doesn't everyone smile like that?

As if hte world is perfect?

As if that single moment is all that matters

Because if everyone smiled like that

The world would be better

This place is nowehre near Nirvana

But it's pretty damned close

A place wehre I feel like a person

And not a statistic

Color gradient

Sexual object

And the people

The environment

The setting

Conor

Oh sweet, sweet Conor

How you make me feel alive