The oceans continued to ebb and flow,
Gravity was unaffected.

Scientists claimed we were no longer in orbit,
but that the pettiness of humanity would
continue to propel us through space,
at a speed incalculable,
because who can count every tooth for a tooth?
Especially when we have all been blinded
by jealousy and spite.

But I refused to believe that was true.
I ran tests, questioned the stars, and found,
it was the constant heartbeat of the human race
that kept the Earth turning,
and every time someone fell in love,
the tide washed in further on the shore.

For every set of butterflies in the pit
of a young lover’s stomach,
another wave crashed.

And after every heartbreak,
the sun rose, the tide washed out,
and as the Earth kept turning,
we learned that we could love again.