dark matter gravitates
Towards our centre
Words swirl in disarray
Endlessly meditate
Fullness of weight
She doesn’t need you
He doesn’t want to see you
She doesn’t care
He has no time to spare
She has other friends
He says you’re full on
She thinks you’re just wrong
His other lover returned
Words heard but spurned
Silence consumes like a black hole.
Explode.
Then stars are flung endlessly
Like the force of creation
At the sound of those words
I care
You are there.
Count the stars of heaven 
I know a nice family in California who are Haynes, would this be your family by chance? or someone you know? Enjoyed reading your post, be blessed. Deb
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