IF BLACK HOLES ARE STARS
EXHAUSTED AND EXPLODED,
THAT'S WHAT YOU MUST'VE BEEN
WHEN I MET YOU.
I GRAVITATED TOWARD YOU.
KNOWING I'D GET PULLED IN,
HOPING TO GET TO THE MIDDLE OF ALL THIS.
BUT YOUR middle WAS HARD TO FIND.
I'D LONGED TO BELIEVE THAT BLACK HOLES WERE JUST STARS,
EXHAUSTED AND EXPLODED.
NOW I TRY TO CONVINCE MYSELF I WAS ONCE A STAR TOO.