There's a sensation that I get, it's like someone or something hit me right in the gut, I wonder if it's that question that's been annoyance me, the question about where this universe will present to me where I shall go,

I wonder if I will miss anything, like the same perfume that I have been using for special occasions for the past year, it tastes horrible, it feels balm, you can only see it in the bottle or when you spray it out of the bottle, then it disappears into thin air, when it sprays out of the bottle you can hear a faint whoosh, and the best part, is that it smells excellent,

Juvenile girl's hearts explore the universe, in which women are in,

Each cravings and wonders create streams to goals,

Soon the universe will present to me where I shall go.