There are things that make me feel small.
The stars. The ocean. Airports.
I imagine how we all are just grains of sand in the hands of a mad genius, which is the universe.
The sand just runs through the fingers. Billions and billions of grains. And yet, sometimes, two of them end up next to each other. And that is how we met.
It’s so coincidental that I refuse to believe that’s all it is. That it was a mere coincidence that brought us together.
The world is so big, and we’re so small, and I believe the mad genius had a plan for us.
So don’t you dare tell me it’s all for nothing.
Because you’re a part of me, that’s been missing.
There are things that make me feel small. The stars. The ocean. Airports. And thinking how much I love you.
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