cold nothing
sitting at the end of time
beside all the souls that pluckily abided
to have been human, and to have loved
i sit with them at the end of time
watching the last star burn out
besides those meandering and gossiping
how they were human and they had loved
i watch the last star burn out
floating in cold nothing
besides those panicking and grieving
that even death is ending
i float in cold nothing
with you