In all the days before tomorrow
I yearned  to reach you and couldn’t
Counted the days that seemed eternal
And the memories that overtook  me
I wanted to love you but shouldn’t
When my lips touched yours they felt foreign
Perhaps this is wrong
With all the minutes, seconds, and more
I can’t help but ask should we do this anymore?
As the rain danced and the thunder rolled
I one day hope to belong
Shall I go on Monday or Tuesday is that  a  better day to die?
I will ask again on Wednesday
But just don’t lie