My love, a star

Only once have I gotten a clean break.

We argued and slandered,

Our friends chose sides.

I was angry;

But anger fades.

Most times we drift apart;

Our worlds spin just a little out of kilter,

And in time, we look up at different stars--

No longer aligned.

The love fades.

I want the supernova,

The burning clash,

The black hole of apathy.

Not this slow death, passion dimming,

Unsure when to start holding on.