Melancholy

I often wonder how lonely the planets
must feel with only the stardust for company,
stuck in a place where the stars are
slowly dying out one by one.

The moon shines brighter, but I imagine
that the only thing they would feel is
the biting chill that emanates from it.

I often wonder if the reason that the planets turn is
because they're avoiding the chatter of the stars and
just need some damn peace and quiet every once in a while.

Or maybe it's because they're desperately
trying to get the attention of the sun,
while getting scorched in the process.

I could just imagine the stars trying their hardest to shout
loudly enough for the planets to hear them when they say,
"We are happy to keep you company and
we know that you are worth more than
a thousand suns put together."

How I imagine the planets might respond:
"No I'm not. I'm just me, nothing special.
And you don't need to stay with me.
Go back to the sun where you belong,"

And the stars would just sigh in reply and say:
"We built whole galaxies around you;
When will you finally believe that
we love you unconditionally?"

Only then would the planets realise that the sole
reason the stars are dying is because of them.

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