I knew in the moment we saw the sky our thoughts were just the same again. Like in a crowded place when there's a sudden noise and everyone looks and for a split second we've all shared thoughts. I've thought yours and you've thought mine and the line between whose thoughts they are becomes unimportant. Sharing those little thoughts is a little like sharing the same body. And a little of that is like sharing the same consciousness and a little of that is the same soul. There should be a name for that.
All the same, you and me all the same, "In my heart is where she will always be" So different, your and my future so goddamn different.
