Together, our conversations painted infinite universes,
worlds spanning time and space, limitless in possibility.

Unfortunately, we are cognizant of only our one reality. A reality in which the time and space that inspires our minds, only keeps our bodies apart.

Coke still doesn't taste quite right
After our 2 parts whiskey, 1 part coke nights.

Deep, red, gushing forth,
gashes representing self worth.
Pain is but stars and signs
from hearts never quite aligned.