The stars are too far for me to reach!
Those stars right over there—
Those stars above infinity.

Do you remember?
That summer a million years ago
The angels sang, they sang your name.
And it resonated across infinity.

I fell into a dream that you created—
And I fell into infinity
Do not worry because when I fell
The stars of infinity caught me.

The stars were warm,
I wanted to stay in their warmth.
But infinity was just a false paradise
And the stars tricked me to stay.

That false paradise didn’t last long,
It soon became an inferno
The stars tortured my very soul
And at the same time, I was without you.

It never seemed to end.
I guess that’s why it’s called infinity.
I couldn’t stand the agony.
So, I tricked the stars.

I tricked them with music and poetry.
They fell asleep to the words I spoke
And as their eyes closed,
I reached for that golden ladder and began to climb.

At that very moment you grabbed my leg,
Your eyes were filled with rage,
And your face was covered in blood.
You began to drag me back down to Infinity.

You began to drag me back,
But then I realised,
You, my dear, were infinity.
You were stopping me from climbing above it.

“Will you fall into infinity with me?”
I heard you ask
But how can I fall into infinity
When my heart is fragile like glass?

And yours is made out of pure light,
It shined in the darkest of places.
And I had to resist the temptation
But just like an anglerfish, you trapped me in.
I managed to fight against your entrapment however
And while your wails of sorrow saddened me
I knew it was all a trick.
To get me to stay in your false paradise.

I climbed until your wails could no longer reach me.
Until I reached an endless plain called Eternity.
It sat above Infinity.
The true paradise!

The sky was a light blue scattered with clouds,
The sky reflected off the water that sat below me.
The water was shallow and clear.
Everything there was pure.
And although it was daylight,
Stars were still visible in the sky.
Brighter than any other star.
Brighter than the stars in Infinity.

In front of me laid three doors.
One labelled; Time,
The next labelled; Universe
And the last labelled; Home.
What laid behind these doors are that but a mystery.
For nothing exists in Eternity.
Except of course, for me, the stars and the doors
Along with the sky and water and air.

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