Orbiting a Black Hole

I appreciate your rose colored sentiments dear
But the weight of her life can be too hard to bear.
Just like a supernova, she and I went out spectacularly,
Though only momentarily.
Collapsed on its own, crumbling on me, too hard to repair,
Dissipated, then left out a black hole made out of despair.

It hasn't been for nothing though dear,
I celebrate your attempt to salvage the atmosphere