Periapsis

it's like you're the earth, and I'm the moon, I can't keep myself from revolving around you, your orbital pull I can't quite resist so I'll bide my time till periapsis but on this periodic orbital trip, my time with you I'll surely miss, although I know we'll be close to one another, we'll still end up without eachother, but forever in this nether you and I will spin together, our push and pull guide manifolds in complex planes our boundaries wane trajectories chaotically change because this two body problem isn't as simple as it would seem this anxiety always finds me when I think of you and me