Limitless

*clears throat* …more Roswell things!

This, we, are limitless. 
Immeasurable by anything mathematical, magical, or militant,
We fit.
My heart is your heart, 
And my soul slipping into yours with every breath,
Whether taken together or with an ocean between us.

It's funny really, how two broken things with no roots,
Shaky foundations, and limbs we cannot lean on
Find something in one another
That makes us belong; 
In who else could we ever have a home?

So you, my everything,
You'll have to learn to lean for a little while.
Take the time you need to be strong again,
Using me as your pillar.
And together, we can grow stronger,
Become more whole.
After all, 
Don't we already complete each other,
Like nobody else can?