For a week I didn’t sleep. I didn’t eat. I barely remember breathing. I spent all my time praying, talking to God, and writing you letters telling you how I couldn’t wait to kiss you and hold your hand again. The heartache broke me and seeped into the deepest depths of my soul. I avoided talking to people, watching TV, and even listening to music because I didn’t want anything to inflict more pain. I waited a lifetime for you. And then I waited some more. When you woke up, I felt God’s healing touch bringing me back to existence. It was a gradual process of a few days. First you opened your eyes. Later you could move them. Later you spoke. Then you joked. You smiled. You laughed. Then you were you and I was me. And our hearts were free to love each other again, without limitations. The first night they moved us out of the ICU into a room with more privacy, we listened to this song and cried together. That night we fell asleep holding hands and it was the best sleep of my life.
Lying close to you
Feeling your heart beating
And I’m wondering what you’re dreaming
Wondering if it’s me you’re seeing
Then I kiss your eyes and thank God we’re together
And I just wanna stay with you
In this moment forever