When you broke up with me and you said you needed space i was fine with it

Because i thought you meant it in a normal way

Rather than applying for a job at NASA.

 

You had a double major in engineering and software so I thought you would

Get a job building space robots or something

Rather than going on up and outta here to fix the ones they already had

 

Why would you be an astronaut when you were afraid of heights

Afraid of those movies set in space where something awful happened (sorry Sandra Bullock)

And I’m the one who is afraid of what’s going to happen to you in space

 

You could be eaten by evil biologically engineered asteroids

Or drown in a gaseous ocean going deeper down where there should have been an end

What if you lose your grip and float into the a black hole and get spaghettified?

 

You deserve it but then I wouldn’t have anyone to check up on

See who you’re dating, what sports games you’re tuned into

They don’t have internet in space so I guess I can’t see what you’re up to.

 

So when you broke up with me and you said you needed space

I thought you meant moving across town or avoiding me at coffee shops

Rather than blasting off into

 

Into the universe?