Something in the distance

I'm slowly walking through some sort of white, empty space with a strange, low buzzing that permeates every everything in this empty universe. I think I'm coming to understand the nothingness. It is everything important in the world, it is everything of meaning, and guess what it amounts to nothing. I see little dots in the distant and I run, hoping to connect with something that's more than nothing. I see faces and they all look like me, walking slowly, humming along with the buzzing. I want to reach out and touch them, but I fear they'll melt in with the white. I love everyone of them, they're different than the rest of everything. They have become everything.

I try to talk to them, but we have nothing to talk about but ourselves, it seems we only know of one thing. It doesn't matter really, we just add to the buzz, it's the connection, the electricity that passes between our eyes. Blue sparks leak out of the side of our faces like tears streaming into the cream. We're still afraid to touch. How could we increase the connection through interlocking fingers, caresses and brushing lips. We might shatter the world as we know it. But, the forces of gravity and electrical magnetism rush us together.

We collide. I'm about to explode, an electrical bomb sending shockwaves and something besides buzzing. Everything collapses and starts to rebuild itself. We start to give meaning and color. We are no longer surrounded by emptiness, but our surroundings no longer mean anything, now that we have given them meaning. There are only two things of importance, us and her.