untitled. //he loves me, he loves me not

you say you wonder why i cry sometimes

why when we hug i sigh

why when we break apart i tear up

why when you go i feel torn



and i laugh and grin easily

"it's fine," i say with a smile



and you flash one back and turn around

and i close my eyes and tell myself



"calm down, it's alright."



but i don't, i just can't stop thinking



for after all



you might love me for today

but will you be here tomorrow?