A flicker crossed the sky when paths entwined,
Two orbits met, but one stayed behind.
A silent wager, lost in the toss,
Leaving one adrift, emotions crossed.

Far it traveled since that quiet phase,
Yet one still drifts in distant haze.
The climb feels hollow in empty space,
As one moves farther from the other's embrace.

Its pull remains, a tranquil trace,
Thoughts circling, left in place.
The echoes heard, though faint and thin,
Still linger in the air, within.

When one drifts, a subtle shift,
The other stirs, a heavy rift.
No pause to see the weight it keeps,
While one remains, and silence seeps.

The sky bends softly around its glow,
But never does it truly know.
The balance tips, the shadows fall,
As sleepless nights stretch long and tall.

It sees itself a shining star,
While the other chases from afar.
Each step a dance, a quiet strain,
This cosmic pull, an endless chain.

Yet stars once bright, in distant light,
Perhaps were never truly bright.