Universe in Limbo

How fast does it take for a nebula to spell out the letters of your name?
I lay awake asking myself these questions, waiting on a call that didn’t come.
I should have given up the first time or the second you realized I was too much.

Does the Universe understand the way to a broken heart or is it flawed?
I keep asking myself these questions, waiting for an answer that doesn’t come
I should have turned off the light or closed the door when you never returned.

Has the sun ever realized it was dying, just like the other stars in the sky?
I tell myself I know the answer, but I don’t want to feel this pain anymore
I should stop waiting for a lover who never comes back to me after the sun rises.

Does the moon remember what it was like to be loved, or has it lost all sense of self?
I should start to move on before the heartbreak sets in my chest and reminds me.
I should start looking for a new sun to believe in, one that isn’t dying as we speak. 

How does the universe not understand how heartbreak is like the death of a star?
Or is it just me that feels like the world has ended every time you break my heart
I lay awake asking myself these questions, waiting on a call that didn’t come.
I should have given up the first time or the second you realized I was too much.

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