You told me that blank, white nothingness is what it feels like

You told me that blank, white nothingness is what it feels like to be at the center of a star just as it is falling apart. I’m so sorry I didn’t believe you. I am there now, and I know you weren’t lying. 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.
















(Loss and Space Theories)