i was a boy lost and nameless, faceless and placeless. in that pitiful existence, without a name or place i pushed forward, living and surviving out of mere habit. surviving but a sheer lack of thriving, no purpose or meaning, moving forward and forward my wheels screeching. i was scrambling and gambling with each breathe i didn't want to die but i could no longer cry. i crave feeling of myself or of another, something more than utter horror at my lack of purpose and meaning.
i moved forward until it finally changed, to find something i craved, that was a goal that i made and accomplished. in the act of forcing myself forward in this eternal hell i had broken free and found something, someone i found the one but im not their one i wish i had won but its immediately said and done, over, done and gone as soon as i had found it, it had shattered in my hands in an instant but in that instant i felt everything the world it was wide and vast, i moved forward even now, so, so fast covering an eternity, an infinite space in an instant.
it was done, gone. lost, found and shattered but i had lost found and loved in an instant, short lived yet an eternity forever felt.
within its end at the edge of eternity it had begun again, catching up to itself in an instant, a tragically beautiful cycle forever lived in its entirety, destroying everything whilst simultaneously recreating it all over again and again.
i love everything, you who is everything and will never stop being the one and only existence. my beloved, from an eternity from now to this very instant, a volley across time and never ending.
from me to you through eternity, i love you forever.