Life is like the universe:

mostly empty.

And I was spinning.

This is why I couldn't believe my luck when I saw her, hiding her special way to shine.

She locked me in her orbit as easy as the moon.

I would simply stay there forever or until that moment when everything becomes too entropic. But she told me the loop was boring and suggested we could just float without direction.

Now I think we are messing with the whole order of the universe and things like that, but I just can't care anymore.