Of Souls and Stardust

"We are stardust," he explained to me. "Every atom in your body was forged in the heart of a star and scattered throughout space when it exploded. Forget Jesus, the stars died for us."

Dating an atheist who fiercely believes in the scientific method (and has an atom tattooed over his heart), can sometimes suck the romance right out of love for me. There's no talk of soul mates, magic or "meant to be's." The universe did not conspire or bring us together and we could have just as easily connected with someone else on that December night. That's why when A. said the above as we were debating the existence of souls, I laid there next to him and replied, "That has to be the most romantic scientific thing you've ever said to me."

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