If I was sick in bed, would you kiss my forehead? If I was out in the rain, would you bring your umbrella again? If I said no, would you try to make me say yes? If I was clothed, would you try to make me undress? If I was a mute, would you stay by myside? Even if I was paralyzed? If I was young, would you make me old? If I saw your future, would you grow cold? If I was lost, would you say it was just one cost? If I was dead, and if you said, anything to make me renewed, would I cry, where I lied, wrap in your arms, close to you? If anything should happen to me, would anything happen to you?
These questions I can only ask, but know will never come true.