And we’ll be broken together
250 hours before our downfall
How romantic
Holdings hands at light speed
Leaving skid marks in burning galaxies
A candlelit dinner with a
Freeze-dried fireplace
Shadows of flames dance across your face
Holding hands and hyper speed
In a rusty ship
Just you and me
Aliens will envy us
Two senseless songbirds in love
Encased in spacesuits
Trapped in cellular structure

The radio waves
Will be our serenade
“we’re above angles now, but the scenery is heavenly”
Mission control will envy us
Holding hands in an empty place
How romantic
 
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