Of Protons & Electrons
I’d like to think that every time you came into my dreams, or when I could feel your presence every time I close my eyes, every time I’m missing you, all those time you’re thinking about me too.
I’d like to think that despite the low frequency; somehow we are still transmitting the electromagnetic waves, perpendicular to each other, penetrating the concrete walls of time and space.
I choose to believe that our momentum remains constant; conserved in inelastic collisions.
I’m the electrons, you’re the protons. And we’re running out of neutrons.