In the beginning, our lives collided
Swiftly and unpredictably,
Just like how tragedies are made
After the end of our universe,
What is left to desire?
A glance of your eyes
And hands that could never be held —
I’m fragile, I’ve always been
So easy to hurt
Left under the manmade stars of a sky I secretly fear,
The vastness of my future terrifies me.
If this is sadness, I do not know.
I’m only longing for what I never had
Photo: Teatro Amazonas – Taken in Manaus, Brazil.