It was always me and you,

Us two in inharmonious harmony

Part of me wondered when -

Now and then between stolen kisses and

Becoming Mrs. - exactly when my world

Was hurled and overtaken by your beauty

It blew me away and left me without breath

A little death of my own creation.

A realization I come to every morning

Thoughts reforming, this is how it’s meant to go

For me to know that in my darkest dreams of harshest screams, though scared I still not

For I will not walk this earth without you

I doubt you would even recognize my codas

As it was always me, and you.