He Came (My love letter to poetry)

He is my heartbeat.
A soft thump, that turned into a hard pound.
Informing me of his presence,
When he came
I knew that it meant something.
Something like a miracle,
Something I asked for
Right before mental clarity and after my life be covered in God's blood
When he came
A mythological hero,
His red cape saved me from my biggest mistake
When he came.
At that very moment,
I came alive.
And I took my first breath.
And you took your last,
What took me so long, happened so fast,
My throat can no longer swallow, and my heart cannot fathom...why
I was chosen
Why, we came together
Sharing words like forever,
And a love so strong that not even a hyphen can separate us
I am alive
And as I take my first breath,
I sit here praying, while you take your last
Your last single breath,
Because like that heartbeat,
That loud thump,
We are from the same breath.
When you chose me, and I said "yes"
We chose now,
and now begins forever,
and forever symbolizes eternity,
It's what I asked for,
How I live on,
Why I am here,
and with you,
Finalement,
Enfin,
Finally,
I can breathe again.