I think about Blackholes and I think about You.
How they draw in planets and how I'm drawn to You.
How there's one at the center of this universe
and how my universe all but centers around You.
But they're light years away and so are You.
The universe is dark and the stars are but few.
13 billion years of existence and not a single clue.
The universe's mystery is humbled only by You.
They say Blackholes are born when stars begin to die.
How is something so dark born of something so bright ?
That's what I wonder when I think of Blackholes
and all I can wonder..
..when I think of You and I.
Jun 18, 2022
Jun 18, 2022 at 2:22 PM UTC
I think about Blackholes and I think about You.
How they draw in planets and how I'm drawn to You.
How there's one at the center of this universe
and how my universe all but centers around You.
But they're light years away and so are You.
The universe is dark and the stars are but few.
13 billion years of existence and not a single clue.
The universe's mystery is humbled only by You.
They say Blackholes are born when stars begin to die.
How is something so dark born of something so bright ?
That's what I wonder when I think of Blackholes
and all I can wonder..
..when I think of You and I.
They (NASA) recently captured the first ever image of the blackhole that is at the center of our galaxy and decided to call it Sagittarius A*.
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