Longing, belonging

What belongs to you

What belongs to me

Rests like wrecks beneath

This reckless sea

What belongs to you

Betwixt a series of heartbeats

A gathering of sighs

And a multitude of blinks

Is what your mind keeps

when your heart weeps

and your soul leaps

amidst a thousand sleeps

Answer me this then,

Our first rainy afternoon,

Does that belong to you

Because I swear, it could be mine too.

I’m about to turn away,

But I’d like to take my belongings,

Would you pack up my memories for me?

Neatly, with a sigh of longing.

I’m about to leave,

But where do I go?

You’re the only

home I know.

I belong to you,

You belong to me.

I belonged to you,

You belonged to me.