Big Bang

My heart grows bigger all of a sudden, like the big bang, it expands, creates more room for you and you.

I love you, i didn’t write this, something suggested it but i love you, whoever you are, i love you, though i cannot calculate how much there is love to give, how large there is room for you, i love you.

I didn’t write this. One strange morning when time stopped and nothing moved, i woke up loving you. For whoever you are, whatever you eat, what color your skin is, i love you and it’s written in the sky which air i breathe, that i love you.

Perhaps when the universe was first created, it created an equal amount of love and hate, and these two cancel each other when they collide and give birth to mortality, that we were immortal before this, before love and hate collided.

Love is a opposite twin of hate, and the day i hate you until all love is gone, is the day i die, and give birth to death.

I love you, it’s a good thing if you don’t, so i can die in this aging suit of flesh and blood, return it back to the earth and become a part of it again.

One thousand love, two thousand hate, i calculate about three thousand hopes, we live.