Binary

I’ve never really wanted to be a satellite, a supernova, or the worst, the sun of someone’s solar system; a distant, consistent repetition, never getting closer, an inevitable black hole, or never seeing my reflection off his atmosphere for my own heat, respectively. No, my ideal celestial situation would be as exactly one half of a binary star system, with each as brilliant as the other. Not shadowing or obscuring, but enhancing each other’s brightness, intensifying our collective power to shine our light that much further across the galaxy for gazing eyes to wish upon.