Supernal.

I slept so soundly I couldn't help but dream of you, even though I haven't even thought of you in years. I dreamed of our bodies pressed together in silent greeting, your hair tickling my neck, my chest rising and falling with each forced breath. I couldn't breathe when I saw you, so much did you resemble the love of my life. I couldn't breathe when I awoke, so surprised was I to find the ghost of you lingering.

I see your face smoldering, and I think about calling you but I've long since lost your number. I think about sending you an email but I don't know what to say. You have a new job now, a new life. You've left me for someone else, haven't you? WHERE ARE YOU? But the words won't say what I need them to say no matter how much I manipulate them across my screen. The words won't say how much I need you, how much I wish nothing but the best for you, how much better off you are without me, aren't you?

The light I've emitted from beyond the horizon can never reach you, just as you were never seen again. We crossed that threshold together ultimately, me following you in the opposite direction until I caught up, neither hide nor hair in plain sight but hidden within a black hole so deep, so inviting that I want to crawl inside and never be heard from again. I want you around me, within me, through me like you used to be, but it can't be so, it can't be so. Spacetime lenses, pushes you further and further away, and until I figure out how to mimic Casimir effectively, we'll have to live with this instability. I'll have to trust that you know I love you.