The wind up my sleeve reminds me that the clock is ticking,
I should go for it now, later might never come.

The stickers in my book don't seem to be sticking,
Everything is falling apart, it's coming undone.

This kiss could be our last, and that really seems to lurk,
In the shadows of my mind, and sends a shiver down my spine,

If only the concept of forever would actually work,
Then together forever we could be, pass the test of time.