I often wonder what it feels like to put you and me together could we then feel the tangible beat and sporadic pulse of hearts waltzing and dancing to a tempo, on and on forever?
i often wonder what it feels like if you were my saviour and i was a wounded lover with cuts and bleeding failures would you bring me back to life then, with promises and candlelight dinners?
i often wonder what it feels like for empty spaces to be filled for the broken to be mended i wonder and ponder and wander away though it's you that i come back to always, in any way
see, you complete my every sentence, in every poem and every song
you complete me basically and that has been the truth forever, all along