He’s up in the stars,
out of touch,
out of mind,
for where he sits amongst the stars,
he fades away,
his light dimmer than anything else.

She looks up into the night sky,
and amongst the ***** of hydrogen and helium,
she sees something that shines brighter than all the others,
something that looks at itself in the cosmological mirror
and sees its light going out.

He looks over his shoulder,
he’s scared.
He doesn’t want his light to go out.
But its fading faster than he can control.

She reaches towards him,
feels his heat.
Feels the warmth radiate from his body,
filling her as it fades from him.
She cries out, but
he’s so far away…

His ears catch a whisper his name called out
from somewhere in the void,
but his mind can’t hear it
because the vacuum around him has filled his head
and he becomes less and less human every day.

Her arms fall around his neck,
trying to pull him back into the world.
She feels the heat drain away from him,
the warmth he unknowingly spares to heat her,
saps his energy,
takes his strength
and pulls him further towards the stars.

For a second, he feels her presence.
But he eyes still gaze into the distance.
He hears her calling his name,
clearer than ever,
but still his mind avoids the possibility
that maybe he is closer to Earth than he thinks.

She pulls him closer,
Stares deep into his eyes,
wills him to come back.
But she gets nothing back.
He keeps looking towards the stars.
And she can’t take it any longer.
She presses her body against his.
Leans towards him,
and transfers her warmth back into him.

Amongst the stars,
in the black void of meaningless space,
he begins to glow brighter.
He begins to see hope.
He begins to see her.