i wrote letters to the cosmos or should i say the universe? love. time. death. three things that is connected to us all. death, my truest friend of them all. time, the only thing that's keeping me away from being free. love, the one i looked upon to, but i hate since they're keeping me away from my friend. i want to be free, just let me be free. help me figure this out cosmos, how can i escape the grasp of time and love and be welcomed by the warm embrace of death?