I still cling to a small childish dream,
that in this vast sinking ship of a world.
There is someone out there, completely, utterly,
only and absolutely destined for me.
And when we meet the sun and stars will sigh,
a cosmic whisper for everything to hear,
in a chorus of exasperated relief—
"At last!"
Oct 21, 2024
Oct 21, 2024 at 8:04 PM UTC
I still cling to a small childish dream,
that in this vast sinking ship of a world.
There is someone out there, completely, utterly,
only and absolutely destined for me.
And when we meet the sun and stars will sigh,
a cosmic whisper for everything to hear,
in a chorus of exasperated relief—
"At last!"
inspired by a quote I read a long while ago. I can't remember the person who quoted it, but it hit a certain part of my brain that I can't seem to forget it.
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