Gravity

So, in the end, I know it was never meant to be.

Two worlds away from anywhere near here.

I should have understood that while galaxies form

          beauty and wonder, they also create from a

          past of explosion and broken stardust.

Maybe I was meant to be the gravity that brought all

          the odd little pieces back together.

Honestly, I wish I would have found my center before

          becoming someone else’s.