Eternity probably doesn’t exist at least not the eternity that I was taught my whole life
Maybe life is pointless maybe everything we work up to is a waste and maybe we’re all completely insignificant
But as long as I get to spend the little time that I do have here with you, I don’t care.
I could wait for the moment that death decides to stop looming over my shoulder to finally take me down with it or I could spend all of that time learning what you, your mouth, your eyes, your body has to teach me.
And honestly I wouldn’t mind being completely ignorant to the rest of the world if it meant I was busy studying you.