I was watchin’ him like he was not real, and maybe he wasn’t. a criature from another place, another time, another stardust. and I didn’t care much about him being an alien or something, the only thing I was worried about was the way he could make me forget about the world, not givin’ a fuck about anything else, just commitin’ myself to an everlasting second of just starin’ at him, like the rest of the universe was all darkness, and he was the only thing I was able to see. yeah, it was scary, but I would have been able to look at him forever, and never, ever, get tired of it.