(笑)
WHEN i look at the constellations, i think of you
and me,
and the way our fibres have
intertwined to create a story
worth telling for generations.
the story of two lost souls,
looking for answers to questions
that haven't been asked yet.
you and i–
we come from the same atom;
when the universe was created,
the very essence of our souls
were torn apart, only for them
to find each other again.
when i look up at the constellations,
i see your eyes lighting up when you laugh,
i see the beginning of the universe,
and every possible thing that could have prevented our souls from reuniting–
time, distance,
just life in general.
yet here we are,
walking the world together.
i like to think that in every universe,
every reality–
even the reality where the sun possesses a purple-ish tint,
people sleep during the day,
and teenage lovers take secret walks under the sunlight–
you and i still find each other.
when i look at the constellations,
i see a story–
our story–
the story of the light,
and the darkness
finding solace in the way
we fill each other's empty space.
(笑)
