Figuratively, it could be said that
you are but the particle of an atom
of a tiny speck of dust
that forms the entirety of the universe.
But it is too easy to talk in space cold terms,
to feel insignificant, unimportant, a nobody.
It is harder to realise that to someone,
you're the actual universe.
The range and complexity of human feelings,
the intensity of our feelings for another individual
can be, like the universe, completely infinite.
We are capable of loving so but so much,
it can physically pain us.
As if our heart, full of affection for someone,
pounds its way out of our chest.
To be held of so much affection,
loved so much, be so highly regarded;
It is no surprise that when they look at the nightsky,
the actual universe, infinity at its most,
all they can think of is you.