The universe except us

In the silence of distant stars, between galaxies that dance slowly, there is a fragment of suspended time, A memory that can still be felt. Billions of worlds touch each other, in a perfect and infinite rhythm, but in the echo of the void remains the reflection of a vanished dream. We were two points in the cosmos, two destinies intertwined for fun, But the eye sockets sometimes break and you lose the light in the fire. Now everything is going in balance, everything returns to the perfect flow, but in the heart of the universe A piece of the sky is still missing. And if one day the weather goes crazy, if the planets changed course, maybe, just for a moment, We would find ourselves there, under a remote shadow. And as the cosmos expands, between lights that light up the darkness, the universe remains intact, But something is no longer the same: us.