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?