Ask Me Something

"What did you dream about? How did you sleep?

I’m sorry if I just blindsighted you.

I hope to go blind laying eyes on you.

I feel so heavy, I can hardly breathe.

If you could go on living forever,

would you? Because I would want to, with you.

I’ll love you through every phase you grow through;

I’ve never known a mind quite so clever.

It’s strange that we’re not children anymore.

A decade has passed and we’ve both aged,

but we still play and it still feels the same…

is something new here that wasn’t before?

It isn’t new. It’s old. And you know it, too.

If the world was ending, what would you do?"