This piece comes from another writing prompt from Type Trigger: Let's. I don't know if it makes any sense, but I like it nonetheless.
Let's stop time,
trace the circle of the clock with our fingertips,
tap the second hand in time with our heartbeats,
pour infinity between the chimes.
Let's hold on to forever,
cling to childhood like the blanket that kept us safe,
take out all adult understanding and relish in the chaos and possibility of the unknown.
Let's search for infinity
in a single star,
try to measure to the end of our love,
go back to the beginning and start again.
Let's live in the moment,
in the everything and nothing that tear us apart,
and bring us back together.
Let's.
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