The walk

Why do my powers curse my existence. Because  i cant love   i am married  to my job as if tried to love it would end in disaster because  everything  i touch turns to dust i cant love none because  im dangerous  to the touch ive lived over a million  years first year was  just boring just darkness  first year i  was just a angel then i watched the big bang to me it was a flash of light  to me  as i see the beauty  of the newly  created  universe  i cry because  everything  is born when the years past