I rise every morning to uncertainness, br as the day is never promised. br Yet as my heart beats, br I hear “1110”, what does it mean? ! br This number, this phrase I hear, br “1110”, though not clear, feels right. br br Might it be another heartbeat, br Feeling the same? ! br I feel it yearning, wanting, br my heart feels in tune. br “1110”, “1110”. br Both hearts incredibly synched, br but yet very far apart. br br I remember in passing some time ago, br our eyes met, but never broke. br Glancing into one another’s souls, br I saw what could be, what will be. br br Lost in each other, br we subsist future lifetimes. br Same heartbeats, still one. br That day, November 10th, br I realized, the love I speak of, eternity bound, br is THE LAST ONE.