The Big Bang theory of love

Love is like the Big Bang theory don’t you think? I was on eternal singularity, the atoms of the universe was once in my heart, a speck of dust to insignificant to be seen. You were the photon that made my heart too dense to hold you within, you sought me out to set ones heart on fire. We locked our eyes, I wasn’t expecting much. You smiled, my heart suddenly rushed. That was the occurrence, the reason we are alive. The Big Bang, a theory to our life. After that all I could think about is you. The universe rapidly expanded, that was my love to you. Limerence and infatuation, how can I blame them? Million into the power of million to the power of million times was my love the day after, and that was the universe as such.

We grew into each other, a perfect mold to one another, the stellar skies and stars are gifts to our adoration, our hands were perfection to hold us together. Love was beautiful, still is, but now all I see is dwarf planets and dying stars. What happened? My love for you is still growing, but so is others envy, but I hope you will still be my treasured.


Love... it’s complexity befuddles me. The blackholes that rapture the cosmos, capturing light are doubts and disorders in loving. My love for you still exists, but it’s withering away. My love for you still exists, but it leads me astray. Just like the Big Bang, the universe, love is alike isn’t it? They can’t be fixed, I can’t be fixed, you can’t be fixed. I guess that’s it, goodbye to us. To suffer more now is to suffer less later, you were just a galaxy I passed by while I am going to my destination. To infinity and beyond.