Believe

I do believe that there is an ache in my body that breathes and comes to life when you disappear.

I do believe in the fairytale world of us you would be him and I her.

I may believe many things about the indigestible boundless love that we hold,

But there are many things that I know about it.

I know that when I wake up in the morning, my first thought is not the coffee that should be in my hand, but the coffee that should be in yours.

I know that when I go to bed the pillow, I do not adjust for my own neck, 

The temperature not for my own skin,

And the passion not for my own soul,

I am sure that one day I will Be able to turn all of my I believes into tangible, tantalizing, thoughtless truth.