The End of the World

The End of the World
Yesterday, it happened to catch my eye. Venus, apparently, is contracting at an unexpected speed.
It's a secret from everyone, but apparently, the world ends in three days. Three days. Because it's three days.
Ah. That an ending none of us can escape comes to everyone, equally that's nice, isn't it. So I'm keeping it a secret.
For the first time, everything becomes equal. Death is equal. If the moment of ending is equal too, then what happens?
"I'm glad I met you." "Thank you for living alongside me."
In three days, the end of the world will come. In two days, the end of the world will come. Today, the end of the world will come.
The things I never got to do don't matter anymore. The things I never understood can just stay not understood. That's fine.
Dreams and hopes evaporate, but anxiety and fear evaporate too. I wonder why.
Thank you for being here. Even if it's just the cat, Nyako. Meow~
There's a movie called Armageddon. Aerosmith sings "I Don't Want to Miss a Thing." The star was saved. Maybe it moved you.
Facing an equal death. Even if "I Don't Want to Miss a Thing" plays, you'd be moved to tears, wouldn't you?
Aaaaahhhhh. Eeeeeeee.
"I'm glad I met you." "Thank you for living alongside me." "I'm glad I met you." "Thank you for living alongside me."
So, come on every day, just keep thinking it. Because it's three days from now. While playing "I Don't Want to Miss a Thing.
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