The End of the Line

This is the end of the line.

                            Right here ^

Everything that ever was will be has been
Led up to this moment, right
Now.
An entire universe of light and matter
For your hand in mine,
For chills down my spine,
For this moment in time.
If you could take the entire sum of existence
And paint it onto a canvas,
I expect it would look something like you do tonight,
A beautiful contradiction,
Cold voids and warm galaxies,
Life and vacuum,
Eternity and
Now.
Everything that ever was,
Is at this very second, here.
This is the end of the line.