My Best Friend was a Star

I remember when I was young and innocent how I always looked up at the sky wondering if the stars really remember what they see. I always thought that everything was sentient, from the little piece of crumbled paper to the huge universe.

I had a "star" best friend. I could recognise it from anywhere I went, I still recognise it until now. It's light shone brighter to me than any star, it called me. I used to imagine that it had a smile on its bright face, always excited to share with me whatever adventures it had seen.

I learned long ago that the stars we see are no longer there, and it's because of how far are we that light just reached us, so we only see the long delayed image. It saddened me that I am seeing the "corpse" of my best friend. The star that I love isn't there, only a memory in this vast realm. But I suppressed that thought, and continued on with my life having a star as a best friend.

I grew up, got interested in astrophysics. I loved learning about the stars' behaviour. What are they? What do they do? Black holes are just badass dead stars. What is the event horizon? The singularity? All that and more. Infinite space, infinite terror. Infinite reality. Infinite love for the stars!

I never thought I would be sharing this story. Oh, how I loved the long car rides during the night. Going to the desert and just marvel at the wondrous night sky. I yearned to touch them—the stars, even though I know I will burn. It will be a beautiful death.

I used to have a love-hate relationship with the sun. The sun is the closest star that I will ever wish to see, but then again, it separated me from my best friend.

Did my best friend have a system of its own? What kind of planets are they? Was it strong as the sun? Stronger? Weaker?

I still think about it every now and then. The memories hit me like a waterfall moments ago, thought after thought, wave after wave came crashing on me. I am bewildered by the strong love I am feeling right now. The yearning, the ache, the desire, the want!

Maybe in a parallel dimension, another realm, a different world will I be connected with my alive, burning star.

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