there’s one thing I believe in 
and that’s you

and the memory of your heart beat will be my lullaby
sending me to what feels like a centuries long sleep
because I won’t be whole until we meet again

until I feel your hand in mine
until I hear your voice uttering my name
until I get the chance to set the universe on fire

when I profess my love for you
when I press my lips to yours 
when I say the words we’ve always talked around