We met at the confluence Where my air in your lungs spoke my words with your tongue Where my hair curled down your face touched my lips but carried your taste Where your dress sat on my hips and my lipstick was your lips where your jeans wrapped around my legs and I was on my knees when you needed to beg Where my hair grew from your pores it was your beard on my jaw where your makeup softened my complexion and your most honest moments felt like my confessions Where your figure was my body where you made some mistakes so I said 'sorry' The confluence where the words 'I' and 'you' became useless so 'I love you' just didn't do it we just said the word: 'Love' and sat in the silence to prove it Where my knee under your skin joined my thighs to your shins and my ankles joined your legs to my feet and we walked the same path that we promised we'd meet Where your heart under my rib cage beat your blood through my veins and my veins fed your arms with my reactions until we couldn't tell the difference between us in pa**ion The confluence where my lids covered your eyes and your teeth clenched in my mouth where my sights were all you saw so my fears became your doubts Where your left hand joined my right when we came to pray to keep this love alive where your hands definitely cut my wrists but I still called that suicide The confluence where when it was over only half my face was left and half my skeleton lay broken half my heart beat half a pulse in half this chest and less than half my words were spoken half a bird seemed to chirp half a song in half a tree When 'us' became 'you' again and 'we' became me