Put your hand here, upon my heart, you will feel the memories of our early days. It beats in my chest, pumping my blood, you are in my body.
Feel my pulse, it is you beating. Made for you, longs for you, blood in my veins.
And when you are not here, it rips apart, the thought of missing you, impossible to survive. Take my body and split me in two. That is what I am without you.
Put your hand here, upon my heart. It used to beat in expectancy,now it is complete with thee, if you ever leave it will beat out of my chest in need of thee.
This heart, it beats in me. It is you. The you in me that completes me. Beat, oh heart. Beat, you in me.