Blackhole

Mary Edeza D. De Leon
September 2, 2009

The stars bejeweled the sky
like scattered broken crystals.
Beneath the sheet of this
untouched beauty
lies my heart.
Lost in the constellations of you.
Outshined by millions of stars
but handpicked by you.
I don't know what lead me to you,
must be the force that pulls me
right at the center of you.
It was something stronger than gravity,
more magical than serendipity.
It was only you,
that hole in you I see.
Where I fit.
Where I belong.
Too late when I realized
you are a blackhole.
I awoke in infinite deep sleep,
helpless. Then I saw,
you're pulling everyone else
not just me.