Could it be any other way?

Worry not if these moments
should somehow feel more special
your heart is cold how can it know?

Accept what is that in time all grows.
Light music, night traffic, whirring fan
sink into them quietly with your hair in my hand

inside I danced
under the new moon how can you know?
We were just children

the last time we felt this close.
Glowing computer screen held these words
as you shone serene

sighing in your sleep and in this moment
I knew everything was perfect.
It was the small moments like this

I have desperately waited for like rain
and now that they are here
I will never let them go

until the day we return to the stars
on the other side of space and time
where each other we will find.