when i looked into your eyes, i thought i saw love. little did i know that your love was more like the cold, hard, light of a distant star than the promise of everlasting joy. looking into your eyes that day, was like looking into the past; but you are gone now, a thousand miles or a thousand years makes no difference. thought is the arrow of time and the universe is constantly expanding and every day i wake up to find you even farther away. perhaps one day, when we've reached the end of time and light, the universe will begin to contract, and i can look forward to watching you come back, and i'll have learned from my mistakes.
(this bit of lyrical prose can be blamed on the nodeshell challenge in general and yossarian and hoopy_frood in particular)