The world is ending, and I'm holding your hand.
The forest is burning down, but it seems like god lit us a bonfire to keep us warm.
Your fingers are intertwined with mine.
The sky is falling, the shooting stars dance around us, and I wish this moment lasted forever.
Everything has gone dark, but it doesn't matter. The spark in your eyes is all needed to see.
The ground shakes under our feet, asking us to dance, so I grab your waist and put my lips in the curve of your neck.
Are we gonna live forever? The world is ending, but you are with me, and it feels like it is just blooming.
