Dear Hilo,
The other night, I’m pretty sure I heard your heartbeat. At first, I just noticed this very slow, constant noise. I couldn’t hear you breathing, so I came to the conclusion that you had fallen asleep and rolled over on your mic, or something of the sort. So I pushed my microphone up to silence my breathing and rolled the volume dial up and closed my eyes.
Thum…
Thum…
Thum…
Besides your sleep-breaths and your voice, I’m going to admit that was the most comforting thing I’ve ever heard. All of a sudden, it wasn’t as if I was fifteen-hundred miles away, in a separate bed, linked through wires and signals. It was like I was there with you, my head against your chest, my fingers curled up against my neck and your arm hugged around me. When I closed my eyes, everything transformed.
And I think, every single day, that we can really do this. That what we’re attempting isn’t really so impossible after all. That one day, soon, I’m going to have this, and it’ll be the best day. That every day after that is also going to be the best day. In all the land, baby.
I’ve Kinda Fallen For You,
A
