i've been told
that the stars
and the galaxies
are made up of
us
i've been told
that we
are made up of
the stars
and the galaxies
and i've been told
that when we die
we go back into
the universe
then it hit me
and it all made sense
you said you were going away
you said i wouldn't see you again
for a very long time
and you said
that you were going back into the universe
then it hit me
when i found you
lying on the floor
with the stars
and the galaxies
forced out into a puddle around you
*and it all made sense