Amidst the swirling galaxies, I found silence echoing in the void. Do the stars whisper secrets only the soul can hear?
You once asked, with eyes gazing beyond horizons uncharted, if space carries the weight of our memories.
I write here, floating in the cosmic sea, where time dares not touch my dreams.
Your wanderer, in a world of endless night.
Mirrors made of stardust fracture the light, bending it into colors unseen.
The dance of particles reminds me of your laughter, lost in the distance.
Here, amidst the colorful chaos, I find fragments of my purpose.
While the universe silently spins, our hearts remain tethered to the echo of familiarity.
Echoes in the Abyss