We don’t need permission, just the blessings of the universe.
Nothing can prevent it, not even distance between us.
It’s only the connection we need.
A bond that grows stronger with each passing cloud.
Never to be broken, or thrown away.
What if we fight?
What if we grow distant?
What if we lose sight?
You asked, tears running its course down your eyes.
I failed to answer.
Not for lack of a response, but because I was ready.
To fight for this unbreakable bond, eternally.
To the heavens and back, to hell and straight back, I was ready.
A warm embrace was I could afford.
A journey we both needed to mold together.
A journey of enlightenment needed no rush.
You needed assurances, I had commitment.
You needed security; I had but my soul only to give.
You needed the world; I had but the universe’s vibration to offer.
I became a bearer of some sorts, opening up his soul.
A damaged soul that became light.
A damaged soul that reached deep within, that became love.
So that when you ever lose sight of our love, just look within me.
So that when you ever feel the distant, come and travel beyond me into our universe.
So that when we ever fight, it will be battle to be stopped before it begins.
I bear the silver platter, of tears and battles.
The greatest of them tears would be the tears of seeing you break into oblivion where love doesn’t exist.
Yet, deep down, you bear the power to see a state of equilibrium.
A balance of love and peace, cosigned within the universe itself.
So who are we to never meet, yet the universe needs us to.
No matter where you are, I’m right here.
No matter where I am, you’ll always be right here.
Because as long as we search for the end of the universe,
We will never cease to be the bearers of each other.