Whispers

That's the funny thing, though. You are barely there. I'm hardly anything. This whole planet is less than the tiniest speck of dust.
You made me turn my head into a warzone, but in the grand scheme of things it doesn't matter. I could tell you the world stopped when you kissed me, but that'd be a lie. I could tell you I'm in love with you, and it would change everything, but not a single thing. The universe doesn't care, maybe you wouldn’t either, while I'd happily pay off the pain of losing you with a galaxy or two.