Dispatch 391.57 - to Centauri
Missing you feels like a physics problem I’m never going to solve. Velocity of ache: increasing. Mass of memory: unknowable. Time dilation: every minute without you stretches like molasses on the edge of a star collapsing.
1:57 AM Acceleration
Missing you feels like a physics problem
I’m never going to solve.
Velocity of ache: increasing.
Mass of memory: unknowable.
Time dilation:
every minute without you stretches like molasses
on the edge of a star collapsing.
And I keep waking up
like I’m mid-equation,
but the answer’s still your name.