To endure, forever, beyond me but palpable. Distant but all consuming. I exist only in a maelstrom of my insignificance. Dwarfed by the unbounded weight of your being. You have no regard for my actions, carry no memory, no imprint. Because I am not the centre of the universe. But neither are you. To endure forever is a lie, because one day you will be gone. Entropy will make us equals. Then we will be one forever. And nobody will remember.