Milky Way

you ran into me
with a force stronger
than gravity,
a crazy mess of

Two years,
two stars—
you made me
one too, through
the forge and blaze.

I loved you and watched you
falling, falling, falling—
tried to fix you, to meld you
back to a sun
through the fire,

but then you collapsed
in on yourself—dead,
a mourning
melody of implosion.

I knew you were
a star. But somewhere
across time and space,
I realized you
may have been
a galaxy.