My Universe

4/10/16

He used to be bright

And positive 

And kind

And I admired him for his strength

It was that childlike adventurous spirit

And yet utter lack of naivety

That made me fall in love with him

But eventually that light snuffed out

And where once he was my sunny day

He now was covered in a blanket of gloom

And he transformed into a stormy evening.

He turned negative and angry

Reckless and reclusive

He fell out of love

Not just with me but with everything

And from that he has not recovered

But I did not fall out of love with him.

I was disillusioned but not done

I would not give up

Because he changed

But after all he was still him...

He still was the light of my life

And I knew behind the clouds the sun shone brightly

Even if he could not feel its warmth within himself

That warmth remained in me

And though it grew weak it did not disppear

I simply would not let it

But my sun no longer believes in shining for me

And he has chosen to leave me

On a dying planet,

A planet that we created with the love that we shared.

But now asteroids hurdle at me

And leave craters on its surface

While I try my best to protect it

And call my sun to return

It has become damaged

The gravity has grown stronger

And it pulls me to my knees.

The sun and the earth do not want me to fight them any longer

They have decided that they'd rather crumble

And leave me alone in endless space

My love,

I do not know if it has wavered

I can no longer tell if the ground I stand on

Is solid or made of sand

But I know I do not want to see the death of it

You see,

A star like my star can turn into many things

It can become a supernova,

Something that lights up the universe

In a way that nothing else can

And it can then dissipate into stardust that can be recycled

And a new star and new planets can be born from it

It can also become a black hole

And swallow all that surrounds it

With darkness lingering all around it.

He can be someone else's star.

Or, he can be consumed by a stormy depression.

I, on the other hand,

Can do nothing but float aimlessly through space

Once the Earth beneath me is completely gone.

Perhaps I will bump into another Sun sooner or later

But there is no guarantee there will be another Earth there

And it will not be the same

And there is no promise that that sun will be as bright

As nourishing and bountiful,

As beautiful and as lush

As the one that has just left me.

I can only watch as my sun drifts away from me

As my earth dissolves beneath me

And the clouds get darker around me

I will let him go this time,

But only because I have to.

I hope the one who gets to share a planet with him next

Will not have to do the same

And that I will not have to look at their solar system

From wherever I float in space.