time is what matters

this is all that exists, i say, with fear and trembling visible in my clouding breath.

we are alone in the universe, i insist, and the thought terrifies me.

if this is all that there is, then what's even the point, he asks, and i can see his heart threatening to break.

i couldn't tell you, i admit, even if i knew, i couldn't tell you.



we are alone in the universe, i insist, and the thought terrifies me.

what if this world is really all that there is, he asks, his hands shaking in the freak april snow.

if this is all that there is, then what's even the point, he asks, and i can see his heart threatening to break.

then we'll find a way to hold onto each other, i tell him, because there's nothing more i can say.



what if this world is really all that there is, he asks, his hands shaking in the freak april snow.

we'll be alright, i assure him as we watch the flakes fall on so many newly budded flowers.

then we'll find a way to hold onto each other, i tell him, because there's nothing more i can say.

i don't understand, he admits, but he lifts his face to the sky nonetheless.



we'll be alright, i assure him as we watch the flakes fall on so many newly budded flowers.

i hope you know what you're saying, he says, because i need you to stay.

i don't understand, he admits, but he lifts his face to the sky nonetheless.

you don't need to understand, i tell him, because i'll always be here to help.