That Guy
Stop asking me where and when,
Stop thinking why and how,
Stop questioning me who and what,
I’ve become.
I’m not that same guy you used to know,
That guy who got into all kinds of,
Trouble, memories, and times,
With you.
I’m still that same guy you used to know,
That guy who would go to the end of the earth,
In the middle of the night, in a blizzard, or pouring rain,
For you.
