I rise every morning to uncertainness, <br />as the day is never promised. <br />Yet as my heart beats, <br />I hear “1110”, what does it mean? ! <br />This number, this phrase I hear, <br />“1110”, though not clear, feels right. <br /> <br />Might it be another heartbeat, <br />Feeling the same? ! <br />I feel it yearning, wanting, <br />my heart feels in tune. <br />“1110”, “1110”. <br />Both hearts incredibly synched, <br />but yet very far apart. <br /> <br />I remember in passing some time ago, <br />our eyes met, but never broke. <br />Glancing into one another’s souls, <br />I saw what could be, what will be. <br /> <br />Lost in each other, <br />we subsist future lifetimes. <br />Same heartbeats, still one. <br />That day, November 10th, <br />I realized, the love I speak of, eternity bound, <br />is THE LAST ONE.<br /><br />Raptured Soul<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/lost-without-you-8/
