Love's Black Hole

Am I talking to you my friend or the younger me, in the end? You feel that you need her, and you know you must have her. While I am of a different mind, you'd say I'm insensitive and blind. I'd say it's you blinded by love falsely attributed to the One above. Your life is under your control. You don't need her to be made whole. You say that you are sure but, you're trapped into her orbit. So, whatever you and I may say, it's Newton's laws that rule the day. Her power over you is diabolic. Your orbit should be hyperbolic, but you're headed for love's black hole. You're dedicated, heart and soul. Atoms on a ship without a rudder try to stick like peanuts ground to butter. You'll be torn up and rejected, and, ultimately, will be ejected. She'll rearrange your molecules, but it's been done to lesser fools.