I want to tell you (addition)

I can feel you holding my hand tight, interlaced as if you double knotted your fingers with mine twice, locked in so deep that not even ice could penetrate the heat, which our two hands make, it’s like together we’re making an earthquake, and when we walk the earth, the earth quakes because of the great love we have is just so GREAT…
I want to tell you that even though that maybe one day we might be ½ a day apart I can only say my ½ beating heart, will still beat in the same rhythm as yours.
That I’ll wait until your ½ comes back to mine, then we’ll be one again and we’ll be just fine, but I know that it’ll take some time, and I’m willing to wait. You know that I’ll wait. Until you make- that choice I’ll just sit and contemplate, about the good times that we’ve had, and the good times we’ll have.