No Future Plans
Track 6 of Spring Fling
[ Lyrics ]
No summer talks, just tonight. Silence between us, but it don’t feel wrong, fingers tracing patterns like a familiar song. You pull me closer, breath on my neck, the kind of quiet that I never checked. No lists to make, no dreams to build, just your weight on me and the AC chill. You said, 'We don’t gotta define this thing —' I whispered 'okay' like I didn’t have a wing. And maybe I wanted to ask 'what if?' But the moment cracked, and I bit my lip. Didn’t want to ruin the way it feels — dry leaves in the wind, love without wheels. No future plans, just tonight, no rings, no fights, no 'will you be mine?' No calendar marks past the end of May, just your hand on my waist as we slip away. No future plans — just this — no maps, no scripts, no kiss with a cost. Used to want promises, heavy and loud, broke my heart over 'someday' and 'how'. But this? This is clean, this is clear, no ghosts in the corners, no built-up fear. You don’t call me 'baby' or 'mine' or 'forever', still feel like heaven, though we’re not tethered. And I know I should want more than this — but right now, it’s enough just to exist. So let the world spin, let the seasons race, I won’t beg for time I can’t replace. No need to name it, no need to claim — love like a breath, not a flame. No future plans, just tonight, no rings, no fights, no 'will you be mine?' No calendar marks past the end of May, just your hand on my waist as we slip away. No future plans — just us — no maps, no scripts, no kiss with a cost. We’re not a tragedy, we’re not a war, just two open doors, not looking for more. No scars to show, no lessons earned — just a soft landing, gently turned. No future plans, just tonight, no rings, no fights, no 'will you be mine?' No calendar marks past the end of May, just your hand on my waist as we slip away. No future plans — just this — no maps, no scripts, no kiss with a cost. No summer talks… just tonight… just tonight… …just tonight.