
Two hearts, beating at different rhythms, on different paths
gently merging into the same place at the same time.
My heart remains complex and calloused, beating steady on the surface, feeling everything in its deepest form.
Taking days to process matters that your heart could’ve processed in an instant.
yet we always arrive at the same place at the same time.
I’m certain that your heart will always find mine.
I know of the many times your heart arrived first, but you slowed your pace and maintained your position
over and over again, you beat me there and waited.
and when our hearts collided, you stood only a fingerbreadth behind me, allowing me to touch the goalpost first and claim victory!
this is what satisfies my heart.
My love,
Isn’t it miraculous the way God fulfills matters of the heart?
Isn’t it remarkable how two souls can tie? How two heartbeats become one?
So on the day our souls are chosen to separate from what is physical and we’re called back to God . ..
In every iteration of eternity…
I hope our souls repeatedly arrive at the same place at the same time. 🫀
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