Our Hearts

I feel the beating of our hearts,
Yet we are two worlds apart.
They beat so slowly together,
I want them to stay this way forever.
Your hand is entangled in mine,
And I feel a little more than fine.
I told you I love you,
Do I need to prove that it’s true?
We slowly create this story,
But it will never end up on Maury.
All you got to do is text my digits,
And waiting for it sure makes me fidget.
I really don’t like your friend,
He is a jerk to no end.
He has no respect,
And seems like he is a government project.
But I don’t care,
And I shouldn’t have to share.
We should make this tragedy restart,
And listen to the beating of our hearts.