Maybe you’ve heard of the GW150914 event. The greatest discovery of the century, the 2017 Nobel Prize in Physics, blah-blah-blah. Do you know, however, what it really was about? No? Let me tell you a story then…
It started about 12 billion years ago:
“Stop it!” She shouted.
“Stop what?” He said.
“You know what I mean. You’re stealing my toys!”
“It’s not my fault. They just keep coming.”
“Liar. Wait until I get my hands on you, I’ll teach you some manners!”
For millenia, they exchanged insults as they gravitated closer. Still, they couldn’t prevent growing fond of each other. They were the only kids of their kind around, after all.
Much later, their relationship got tested by midlife crisis:
“You alright?” He asked.
“Ah, it’s nothing,” She said. “Only out of juice a little, deflated-like.”
“Okay. Good night then,” He said and fell asleep, dreaming about a storm that outshone their whole galaxy.
When He woke up, She was nowhere to be seen.
He felt weird. Deflated-like, and out of juice a little.
After billions of years in celestial limbo, they came to in a premonition of crushing acts of love and unity:
“So this is it?” She said.
He nodded. They’d danced in darkness for half-eternity, but now the aeons of polite, barely conscious courtship had become a blurry violent swirl. They were flying at each other and kept missing, yet they knew the time they’d touch at last was near.
“You scared?” He asked.
“Maybe. Are you?”
“No… I guess.”
“You love me?”
“Is there a choice?”
“No. I don’t think so.”
And they were gone, just like that. But till the end of time, the universe will shiver with the echo of their final embrace. What more could lovers wish for, anyway?