You're an infinity. Without ends, like the sky, abstract, not definite. Extending horizons, vastly and greatly. You're a decimal point. The kind that cares for the tiniest details. The kind that loves people as fractions made into a whole. The kind that makes space for a smaller infinity inside a bigger infinity. As I begin to think of it, you've always been all rolled into one. 8. #AllInOne You're a point. When with you, nothing seems pointless.
