I want someone to make me feel alive.
My life has had all kinds of highs and lows—
But the lows took me down into the moon's crater.
It made me see all the darkness my moon had been hiding.
And it made me realise how blind I was to reality.
The universe I once knew—
The one I believed in, the one I saw—
Is now nothing but a word in my eyes.
But still… I wonder—
What if I could feel the dazzle of the universe again?
What if I could look up at the sky,
And see stars not as emptiness,
But as light?