I have walked far and beyond alone carrying makeshift weapons to protect me from all I've come encounter with.
But it's just a sound that can bring me to my knees, the the strongest of swords taking one swift hit to my ribs.
I carry my body with the weight of the world.
Don't touch me when I collapse because one wrong move and the galaxy can be sucked in through the transcending abyss that opens in our hearts.
Such beauty in the parallel movement. The fluidity in watching our past die.
The mystery of what's to come, will you still see me eye to eye as I bleed out my life force in the most magnificent dance of constellations we've ever bared witness to?