Around Or Somewhere

I don’t know if I am around Or somewhere else, The irony is think of you Even when I am stressed and lost. I might have to dive Into a sleeping pool, And see tropical fish, I see them in the stars, Shining brightly. What is it that makes you So beautiful to me? Why will I not just see you Like any other woman I don’t give a damn about, And set myself free? I don’t wanna say too many Things now, I have said sorry, So many times, but I have Hurt you more; I have said goodbye, But I have returned to you; I won’t love you better If don’t learn to let you go now.