Can we explore this optical illusion of our love? Realism of fine arts, two poetic hearts. Beat as one, sometimes...a little off. And I skip a little behind. But our souls collide, and in my eyes you're the one. Can we share the same breath, the same bed? A table at breakfast? Take pictures, save memories we won't have to miss, because I'll always be by your side. Woah, wax on surf boards make sense.