The Sound of Your Beating Heart

Lying here with you, off in our own little world, the sound of your beating heart is comforting. It grounds me, and it tells me you're still here, alive, with me. It reassures me that I'm not alone. The warmth of your skin against mine, your cute little smile, I love it all, but nothing more than the sound of your beating heart.

I remember long ago, some other world, some other life, when I lay with someone else like this. We were friends too, and we had our own little bubble, our own little world, just like you and I. She let me cry on her shoulder, she let me hold her close whenever I was scared and afraid. Just like you, I loved the feeling of her warm skin, her smile, the sound of her beating heart. Though it was long ago, I remember, clear as day when I lost her. Sudden, unexpected, no chance for goodbyes. I lay with her as I always used to, but it wasn't the same. The warmth had left her, and she wasn't smiling anymore. Her heart was still. The tears that were shed that day could have formed an ocean around us.

That was then, and this is now. Now, I have you. A new friend, a new life. A different world. I'll always have the memories of her, but you and I aren't finished. We're still writing our story. We're still making memories. I fear the same thing that happened to her happening to you. I know one day, it will. It happens to everyone one day, but I hope that with you it will be different. That I'll at least get to say one last goodbye. But for now, you're right here, by my side. The sound of your beating heart reminds me that you're still here. It reassures me, and it helps me not to be so scared anymore.

When the world becomes mad and chaotic, I listen for the sound of your beating heart and retreat into the sanctuary of you and I. The noise, the madness, the chaos, all disappears and I'm left with you. Just you and me, set free from it all in our own little world. The sound of your beating heart is comforting, and it helps me to take a pause and just be, even if it's only for a moment.

As unfortunate as it is, the sad reality is that you can't hide, you can't escape. At least, not forever. At some point, we'll have to emerge from this little bubble of ours. And when we return, to the madness and the chaos of the world beyond, I know your heart will help. The sound of your beating heart will ground me when I may otherwise have quickly become lost among it all. The steadiness of it's rhythm will help me believe that everything will be calm again, sometime soon. Until then, I have you and the sound of your beating heart to help me through.