parody of luck and relationships

question.
should i keep my hopeless crave for a lasting relationship with someone? not just someone. something which means everything to me. something so simple. a normal gesture caught my eyes. tattooed in my mind. it seems like i'm trying to remove a scar. the more i try to have it removed, fondly i become over it. it is a memento. thus, i would prefer to cry having and remembering rather than to laugh removing and regretting.
*sigh*
notwithstanding the fact that i know i should've taken it easy, i tried endlessly. as i managed to remain receptive to a newer and fresher indulgences, i hate the feeling of which i kept bubbling under in the sense of conformity.

"time.hootie and the blowfish."
Time, you left me standing there
Like a tree growing all alone
The wind just stripped me bare, stripped me bare
Time, the past has come and gone
The future's far away
Now only lasts for one second, one second
Can you teach me about tomorrow
And all the pain and sorrow
Running free?
'Cause tomorrow's just another day

time is never time at all.but please.this time, i need to know.