We are but mere particles-
Cosmic dust born from the same star
Trained to breathe
To get along
In roads of dead asteroids
And buildings of aged stardust
Yet day by day, we gravitate
Towards each other
Two worlds on a collision course
To repeat an instance of
Implosion the size of eyelashes
With an unknown force and
Unknowingly with a single purpose:
To recreate a tiny universe
Born from the same stars
Trained to breathe,
To repeat instances of implosion
Until the day that
We are but mere particles