Shifting scenes

Everything that happens
Happens for a reason
The happening, the occurrences
Of fate
The stars turn on a steel wheel
But who turns them
Are invisible forces
Of love
And possibly hate
Possibly an analogue of love
Or an antithesis
An absence of it
Like Space
The space between
Us

The digital of love
Are 0s and 1s
The binary dialogue
Between two people
Each quantifiable
In strings and characters
That make sense to some
Arcane programmer
Like God

But the analogue of love
Is in fractions of a dial
That is turned
Its in vibrations of energy
In a field around us
In waves it comes
Similar in its difference
To particles and waves
In the quantum field

We two are entangled forever
On a molecular level
Our atoms somehow merged
Their bonds somehow stretched
To encompass one another
And it has left us this feeling complex
Perplexed us
Nothing can be done but to breathe
Through it

There are negatives and positives in the universe
And all energy must keep in balance
So if love is destroyed at the same moment
Somewhere else it is created again
The universe will never run out of this stuff
It is the opposite of space
It is the filling in of the void
It is the feeling that can never be destroyed
And we will see each other again
I promise