when something is infinite like the universe
even something as big as our galaxy
is not even a speck
but i'm here
and that somehow matters
it amazes me that you're not even a speck either
but you're one of many who mean everything to me
and somehow that matters
my skin is solid
my mouth has it's agency
so does my mind
and my hands ache to be held
i'm not even a speck
and somehow that doesn't matter
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