in our universe, it was always lonely so full of hate and anger it bore me our stars were scattered, but I can see your universe from afar somehow it aligned, yours and mine
two different universes, we cross our paths and meet our past it was you, who was I, and who you were opened my eye
past meets the present mot bound to happen but did, and now we're staring at the same moon crescent.
you and I are not the same it was you who was I, but I am never you, am I?