Tender fingers sweep against my skin
Probing lips seek out mine.
Trembling, I pull back.

What if next week never comes?
What if I burn asunder?
What if my body is engulfed by the flames?
What if this is just out of fear?

I've made this mistake so many times
Told myself lies, to make them mine.
Forgetting all repercussions,
Caring not for the future.
What if tomorrow never comes?

My begging eyes search his.
I need to know
If I die tomorrow
Will you cry for me forever?