i gaze over, & see how his veins stretching all the way through his fingertips, they wrap around her hand their atoms never making contact with each other but i still feel as though the world has stopped turning. the stars weren’t aligned, there simply wasn’t enough cosmic energy. the space between us an indefinite black hole the constellation of my heart wants you to scoop me up & hold me close, but your heart isn’t the big dipper, & you're just a pisces drifting in the wind.