And the quiet knowledge that our hearts were meant to be

And when I'm away chasing the life I know I'll find once more in you, you'll wait.

Patiently, because you know I'll always return.

And when I do, timid and humbled, you will take me into your arms and promise to never untwine your heart from mine.

You'll take my battle wounds, and kiss them, like you always would,

and though they might not all heal straight away, I'll know you'll be there, teaching me to walk once more, through the rocky and the narrow.

And when I knock, once more at your door, you'll embrace me, as if you knew exactly when I'd be back.

You will cover my back and mend my heart, laugh at all my stories and cry at my defeats.

And in the evening, when the day is exhausted and my soul is healing,

You'll call everyone I've ever loved and who has loved me,

and in our rawness, we will find the soul and the essence of communion.

Celebrating our life and the simplicity of reunion,

Of heavenly moments we shared, the true friends we find along the rocky path, a glimpse of something larger than us.

A song whose beauty pierces through the tough exteriors to our hearts.

You will hold my hand through it all, and whisper reassurances to my heart.

And you will know, as if you've always known,

That I am, and will eternally be

Yours.