Nothing is promised.
Will we even last a year?
Will we get married?
Or have kids,
And die together?

Will you be the one to hold me
When I'm falling apart?
Will we celebrate our victories,
With chocolate cake and milk?

But for a strange reason,
I don't want that.
I'm still young,
I just want to
See where this goes.

Lets go on this journey
Together,
and enjoy every second.

Wether it lasts a month,
A year,
Or forever.