There are times I wonder why. Why hang around to put up with the B.S. of life, cuz it gets flung pretty hard sometimes, and when it knocks you on your ass, it just makes you wonder why. Well, my "why" walks in the door every day at 2:30, kisses me thrice (yes, I said thrice, what?), and tells me he loves me. So, if you ever wonder why?, just know that there is a reason, even if you haven't yet met him or her.
Peace out