I’ve thought about this long and hard.
I will come and find you.
Hopefully sooner, rather than later.
If and when I do,
I will lay in your arms.
And as I lay tenderly in your arms, as my mind memorizes the smell of your skin, I’ll listen to your heart beat.
I have a theory, you see. If I listened to your heart beat long enough, my heart will pick up the pace of your heart beat. And they will both beat, as one.