And the eyes in her head see the world spinning round
Sometimes, as I lay under a clear night sky, I will imagine I’m a star letting the quiet absorb the sound of my flames. I begin to feel the loneliness of it. The sheer desperation to connect burns so bright inside me that I am like a flashlight searching across the universe for someone to notice me.
I notice you.
I start to count the stars in the sky and whisper “I see you”. I notice them from the small amount of universe I occupy. And then I smile to myself, feeling silly for giving the stars human emotion.
And then I think about Earth. The spot I am laying on. How magnificently large it is and how sturdy and stable and reliable and yet…
How strange it is that I am so obliviously dependent on the speed at…
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