Six months ago I sat on
your roof, staring at stars
and tying together heart
Strings that have been
played by other hands,
That have played out
different songs-

But our hearts seem to
Play this song that strikes
as familiar, one you think-
Maybe I've heard this
Years before, but
It's different. More...
In tune and beautiful,
Sure the melody may have
been dropped, or some
Notes met with discord,
but when has anything
ever been perfect without
A couple rewrites and a
Practice of learning what
Should be and how?

Six months ago I felt a
Love for this new song,
It caught in my mind,
Brought skips to a heart
That usually keeps the beat
And now I've got this equal
Love for the music as I do
for the one beside me,
Writing it with me.