We looked like a parade barely moving toward YOU MIGHT GET LOST.
It's strange how the simple things in life go on while we become more difficult.
I didn't know the full dimensions of forever, but I knew it was longer than waiting for Christmas to come.
Boo, Forever Spinning like a ghost on the bottom of a top, I'm haunted by all the space that I will live without you.
I'll tell you about it because I am here and you are distant.
Probably the closest things to perfection are the huge absolutely empty holes that astronomers have recently discovered in space. If there's nothing there, how can anything go wrong?