The existence is a vast place.
Stars, planets, galaxies, universes,
And I.
Bad chemical reaction.
Boundless libraries of knowledge
I've been studying all these years...
In my room...
Empty space.
Science, logic, reasoning, deduction...
Are all I've known.
Cosmos eyes.
It doesn't make sense to me.
Life, death, disasters...
All the horrors the world has on the table.
I'm not scared.
You terrify me.
You bend adversity with a look.
In the apocalypse, nature and life spring from your feet.
Nothing has stopped you.
Will you stop for me?
Does it dissolve my mind and seep into my heart?
Or is it building skyscrapers of sentiment?
Do I hate it,
Or do I adore?
