All I need.

It's ok to be naive; stay that way. Out here is only the vacuum of frozen, hellish space. Out here is un-life. How I wish I could live again through your eyes, embrace the horizon. Time dulls the senses, even when you keep bathing in battery acid to rid yourself of its buildup.

But I can still taste love. Love is ever-renewing, ever fresh. It's the one thing in the world I can't do without.