If you were just
a massless photon
barreling
toward the Earth
from across the hopeless
absolute darkness
of frozen
interplanetary space,
your entire experience—first,
of being
lost and alone;
and then
finding me, staying,
learning to say
I love you—
would be completely
instantaneous.
However,
if this thought experiment
were to be
perfectly inverted,
where I was the one
moving now
away through
those mazes
of countless infinities
at the absolute
limit of light-speed—
from your point
of view,
I would be telling you
always.
