What echoes in my mind
Much louder than my love for you,
Is a question of "what if?".
"What if I wake up tomorrow,
And you are gone;
Gone in the arms of another
And embracing what could have been us?".
A thought lingers in me,
Piercing through my skin,
Suffocating and choking me,
Making me gasp for air through the night.
Even with love so great, I fear;
"What if one day I am no longer yours,
And you're no longer mine.
With heavy chest and a light mind,
Will I live or will I die?".
Jan 28
Jan 28, 2026 at 3:07 AM UTC
What echoes in my mind
Much louder than my love for you,
Is a question of "what if?".
"What if I wake up tomorrow,
And you are gone;
Gone in the arms of another
And embracing what could have been us?".
A thought lingers in me,
Piercing through my skin,
Suffocating and choking me,
Making me gasp for air through the night.
Even with love so great, I fear;
"What if one day I am no longer yours,
And you're no longer mine.
With heavy chest and a light mind,
Will I live or will I die?".