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once
many years ago,
or many years to come,
or maybe right
now
you were afraid of the dark.
once
my hand found yours
and we looked up at the night sky
and you promised we would see the stars
(i could already see them in your eyes
whenever you looked
at me)
once
we didn’t know we would be the last.
once
i thought we’d orbit each other
for eternity—
i didn’t know
i am a dying star, a red giant—
fires,
expanding, engulfing
until nothing’s left,
but you—
you were always so much more.
you didn’t know
you would burn up and collapse;
your own gravity pulling you in until you became a
black hole
sucking me in and i
can’t escape
once
we were going to see the stars