We imploded.

 A supernova that had outgrown itself. 

We never thought we could shine so bright – or burn so well. Our ash and paths are scattered – plans once made now blown to dust. 

Years later we’ll look back and see the magnificent picture we made. But now we are just a collection of beautiful memories. Our fights and doors slammed will only be visible now, in later years we will look back and marvel at the laughter and tears. 

But we have been irreparably split. Torn apart by the pressure from within us. 

We will forever be two atoms searching for our other half – torn apart by a Supernova.