Love.

We all want a cosmic fairy tale.

We seek it in the mundane things of others.

One love for different stages of life?

A changing love to meet those needs continuously?

A love that is just one-sided.

A love that is painfully mutual.

A mutual love without the connection, but successful convenience.

But,

what of a love, where like the stars and the planets. You haven't touched, in ages but still, remember every particle transformed by the other.

It was never wrong, just chaos. Chaos that needed to settle.

This continuous yearning. Wanting. Needing. It's simple physics.

Parts that ache to be whole. A love deeper than a cosmic fairy tale.