There was a time in grade 10 that I learned that time stops in a black hole.
And that directly into the black hole time stops completly.
I remember thinking
That would be the perfect place to love someone.
But thats not how life works.
Instead of black holes, we get black busies and broken teeth
And instead of leaving we stay in fear that the next witll be worse.
So we learn to not move in bed for fear of the other side of the bed is getting cold
We dont dare turn and check
We just hold our breath and hope that this time it wont hurt as much as the last.
We pray for black holes
So we wouldnt have to share anything with anyone.