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The day you left, I realized you were a rogue planet. That you
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The day you left, I realized you were a rogue planet. That you didn’t orbit around anyone or anything. That you had no solar system and you found your way into mine, into my orbit, to stay with me just for a little while. I couldn’t keep you. You weren’t meant to be a part of me. Our love was like the sun, ninety-nine percent of this solar system, but not nearly enough to keep you. Some things are more beautiful because they don’t belong to anyone or anything. That is how I would like to remember you. As something too wild for me to keep, rather than a thing that threw the sun away.
— Nikita Gill,
You Left Me
Between a Black Hole and a Supernova
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posted July 19, 2016 at 1:40am UTC tagged with breakup, writing, nikitagill, quote
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