๐ “When Galaxies Collided — And the Universe Shipped Them Back Together”
Genre: Cosmic realism | Love & chaos | Poetic fiction
☄️ The Breakup Heard Across the Universe
When Sara slammed the door that night, somewhere in the Andromeda Galaxy, a star collapsed from pure secondhand tension.
It wasn’t just any breakup. It was the kind of breakup that sends vibrations through dimensions — Spotify playlists curdle, coffee tastes bitter, and even the moon forgets its phases for a few days.
He texted, “Take care.”
She replied, “You too.”
And just like that, two galaxies drifted apart — cold, spinning, pretending gravity didn’t matter.
๐ The Cosmic Aftermath
For months, the universe went into a quiet panic.
Streetlights flickered more than usual.
Planets sighed dramatically during orbit.
Even time seemed to take a few sick days.
He tried to move on, orbiting new faces and empty messages.
She tried therapy, yoga, and deleting his number twice (because the first time never sticks).
Still, something in the space-time fabric itched.
Astronomers noticed strange interference patterns in their telescopes — two gravitational waves that refused to fully separate.
NASA called it a “phenomenon.”
The universe called it unfinished business.
๐ Parallel Lives, Parallel Orbits
Months passed. They lived like parallel galaxies — close enough to affect tides, far enough to deny it.
Every now and then, they’d bump into each other’s digital trail — a “seen” message, a mutual friend’s post, an old photo tagged at the same cafรฉ.
The chaos mellowed, stars regrew, and space settled back into its hum.
But even galaxies know: once you’ve shared gravity, silence feels unnatural.
๐ The Realignment
One random evening — when the sky looked a little more forgiving — their orbits crossed again.
A text.
Then coffee.
Then laughter that felt like a constellation snapping back into place.
Turns out, the universe had been busy behind the scenes — rearranging coincidences, bending time zones, and casually merging emotional black holes — just to bring them back for one more revolution.
๐ Moral of the Universe
Sometimes, when two people separate, it’s not destruction — it’s recalibration.
Even galaxies collide, merge, and create something more luminous than before.
Love isn’t about avoiding chaos.
It’s about realizing —
the stars didn’t explode to break you apart.
They just needed to make room for your comeback.
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