First, you became my world.
The whole universe pressed into the size and shape of you.
Your gravity grew and I fell into your orbit.

Birch branches became your arms dancing like a dryad in the afternoon draft,
Your soft leaves soothing me.
Every breeze became your breath,
The air that inspired me,
The warm inhale of you that became me.

You became time.
The stream of seconds between each Wednesday after work.
Entire weekends just watching each other's hands move around and over each other.
Impossible hours-long phone calls.

The mystery of all things became manifested in you.
Your eyes, deep soul
Your smile, light
Your body and its movements, magic
Your words, music

You became phone-sized,
Carried with me
The heaviness of that world in my pocket.
The compression burned hot, with no fusion to push back against the increasing dark density.
The chime that used to mark sacred space around us became vast silence in the vacuum.

I silenced the world.
The switch is red.
Right now it rests somewhere under my ruffled blankets.
Its increased distance decreasing the constant attraction;
Far from me, but not forgotten.

Resting in the center of my Self, I am free to flow in the emptiness of silent space,
Away from the gravity of a you-sized world.

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