Is this the end of our adventure, the final moments in each other’s arms?
We just met, and I don’t want to raise any alarms.
But the thought of this as a onetime affair is something I can’t stand.
I still need love; I’m still just a man.
You gave me hope after years spent in the dark.
There was more to us, did you feel the spark?
Why else would our paths lead us here, tangled under the sun.
There was more than just lust, our souls became one.
This wasn’t part of the plan, I know this is true.
But love can blossom anywhere, so what do I do?
Pretend the feelings aren’t true. We each got what we came for.
No need to get emotional, just some feelings I have to ignore.
Or do I take a chance and explore what could be?
I don’t have all the answers yet, but will you please stay with me?