I would like
you to be
my little piece
of infinity.
My little slice
of time and space
that I can
carry with me.
A million, billion,
trillion years,
for me, won’t
change anything,
So happily ever
after, here,
my dear,
means eternity.
So as time
and space crack
and break, and give
into infinity,
I ask of you
the final few
questions of
my reality.
Would you...could you
walk with me
as I trip
into infinity?
Would you...could you
hold on to me
as I slip
into infinity?
Could we combine
at the end of time
and fade
into infinity?
Feb 26, 2019
Feb 26, 2019 at 10:06 AM UTC
I would like
you to be
my little piece
of infinity.
My little slice
of time and space
that I can
carry with me.
A million, billion,
trillion years,
for me, won’t
change anything,
So happily ever
after, here,
my dear,
means eternity.
So as time
and space crack
and break, and give
into infinity,
I ask of you
the final few
questions of
my reality.
Would you...could you
walk with me
as I trip
into infinity?
Would you...could you
hold on to me
as I slip
into infinity?
Could we combine
at the end of time
and fade
into infinity?
Behind the glass of time and space...
