I look up and see you looking back at me. But there is no longer a deeper meaning behind your eyes. Stars and space and the whole universe once resided in your stare, stretching out for miles and years, a lifetime journey. In just a second's time I could get lost there, explore all tangible and intangible dimensions while you led me, hand in hand.

And now... you're gone. Your body, the physical I once touched, kissed, loved... it still remains. But your soul. It's now lost in that vast galaxy, fleeing at the speed of light. Never to return. And so I say my goodbyes, kiss you once, and walk away. Still hoping that one day you'll find your way back to me.

I walk slowly, trailing my bread crumbs, and I pray that the universe will right itself once more. That one moment in my future will remind me of the feeling of your body against mine, and that my destiny will be filled with endless mornings of waking up to your sweet lips. Then finally, I might find my way home.

But for now, you remain vacant. And I remain wanting. One day... I will live and die for the hope of the one day that might never come.

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