*draft*

Are we really two people
Who don't know each other at all?
Because I'd always thought
You would be the one
Who secretly knew
Every single inch

And then I thought
We would lock our secret away
In a box covered in memories
Filled with more of the same
And hide it in a place
Where only you and I know

Yet the journey had to take place
For each a different road
But the knowledge of the safe
Hiding high up on the shelf
Was a constant reminder
Of the intensity that is felt

When two people know
Every single inch
Without knowing at all
Why their two hearts were picked
To be connected
Forever and always

So tell me...
Have you really forgotten it all?
Or do you indeed...
Know every single inch
As I see it in my dreams?