A Piece of Everything

Come... share a piece of everything with me.

Heaven knows, what with my ability to be hold onto nothing, it'll soon be gone anyway.

Wouldn't that be tragic? A momentary slice of heaven that would all be for my taking, which would evaporate within seconds.

Come... share this piece of everything with me.

It'll soon be naught in the vast expanse of lost moments in my life. Perhaps you could hold onto it longer. Perhaps you would forever keep its essence.

Come... share this piece of everything with me.

I promise you I won't be jealous. I promise I will not hold it against you. I will merely be happy if you get some meaning out of everything I can never have.

Come.. share this piece of everything with me.

And I hope one day, when my luck runs out, you will lend me a small fraction of it. A small fraction you don't mind losing.

Will you forgive me if I lose a part of your borrowed everything?