the big bang
by Khriztyl Grace J. Bulao it was almost 13.7 billion years ago when everything happened. in the middle of nothing and everything else, it led us right to this very moment; you and me, living in the in-between of dusk and dawn. drawing ecliptic lines to trace how far we’ve come— eventually taking shape in a constellation. there’s a tug in my existence that pulls me towards your orbit. i’d be lying to myself if i say this feeling doesn’t resemble a cataclysmic explosion— from billions of molecules in space to this atomical void occupying my chest. from now i can only admit, that we are one big bang away from another; continuously— infinitely.
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