The things we feel, they capture me like a spell
What will happen,  only time will tell.

At night we talk about the day, just how much it means to me, I dare not say.

Love can be a feeling, a taste a smell.
But how do I know its real?

Only time will tell.

Careful you must be about saying such words, for all is watching, all is seen and heard.

But how can we not, these thoughts dont quell. What should I do?

I do not know, but only time will tell.