An Interstellar Love Letter
Did you know that the centre of a Protostar (the star in the middle of a nebula) is called a Nuclear Furnace? So you can call that the star's "heart". The heart of a star is a furnace. Not much unlike the human heart." - C. Joybell C. To my fellow-star tenant, Thank you for the adventure. Space and time had a fight. A break in the continuum, a shooting star you wished upon that was already dead. What you believed was infinite, was empty. Empty like the vacuum in your heart when they took a piece of you and you let them. Is there a word for that? Now that you finally understand why storms are named after people and nebulae are not? You, you are made of stardust- they crushed you and you let them. And isn’t that how stars are born? Crumble. Collapse. Burn. Glow. The twinkle in the stars you used to wish upon was replaced by the twinkle in your eyes. Is there a word for that? What you wish for may destroy you, Who you love...