Space, Travel

A person who loves the universe. You used to say that often when we were young - without knowing what was in someone else’s heart. “My name is Journey. If you put your name and mine together, it becomes a trip through the universe. Isn’t that really cool?” At that excited voice, I think I unknowingly imagined it for a moment - you and me drifting through space. Sunlight shattered through the window, sparkling like fragments of stars, and the child’s dark eyes flew toward me like a shooting star traveling the universe, lodging deep in my chest. The moment arrived when the world, once dim like endless darkness, began to fill with vivid color. Universe. Journey. Hearing that name, I laughe...