My Heart Is Yours

Your face is the first one I see before waking, and the last before I rest. You hold the key to my heart and soul, whilst I had burnt it to dust. In your eyes, I find warmth, and in your arms, I feel safe. I whisper your name in every wish I make and every prayer I pray. Your touch is etched on my skin, and your words forever echo in my ears. I still search for you wherever I go, hoping one day I won’t be alone. It is you I search for in the souls of people I see, hoping that fate surprises me. At night, I count the stars shining bright, hoping that one day, our constellations will unite. I look out of the window, sewing a scarf, for someone who only exists in my heart. When I remember the letter you wrote, the nostalgia chokes in my throat. When I hear your old voicemails, I’ll imagine your smiling face And when I listen closer, it’s your pulse that I hold close and dear.