Today we laugh
We hug
We touch
We kiss.
But tomorrow it will be as if I don't exist.

You kiss me like you love me, then avoid me like the plague -
And I'm left with questions -
Miles
and Miles
Of Questions -
That I'll never ask
And will never know the answers.

For me to ask shows my weakness
And tends to scare you away
But some part of me believes
(Or wants to believe)
That when you kiss me
It shows
That
I
Am
Your
Weakness.

So I will enjoy the moment
even if it is
"Just a moment"
Knowing
There is more than meets the eye
and Hoping
When tomorrow comes
You succumb to me
Instead of
Avoiding me.