Don’t look back; There’s nothing there for you anymore.

What’s it like to be loved?

I’d teleport you and I to the woods on a dark and starry night. Somewhere away from... noise. Away from stress, away from everything. Maybe we'd lie down and look up. See these stars shine brilliantly. I'd see the destruction of stars colliding and its beautiful desecration catapult to the earth around us. I’d see beautiful supernovas explode into the purest colours dancing and intermixing their darkest hues and bringing out their clearest vibrance as they paint the sky. I’d see a black hole suck these colours in without ever letting them escape before it sucks out our oxygen and yet still being able to breathe. And when all the passion and beauty is over, we would trade souls for an ephemeral moment that feels like it lasted a lifetime and in this instantaneous eternity you'd see and live what I did when I looked up and I'd see what you saw and experienced when you looked up. And when it's over, we'd trade back souls and realize that everything is normal in the sky with the sun rise into a beautiful pink sky that warms us and we would be the only ones to ever know what truly happened that night.

Hell On Wheels