Conjunctions? More like cosmic collisions.

When planets collided between you, it was anything but soft. Not a meeting — a crash. A jolt through your being that left no room for hesitation. Their energy hit yours like a wave, sudden and immense. Something fused between you in that moment — fierce, raw, undeniable.

Attraction didn’t creep in; it blazed. One look, one word, and the connection ignited. Desire flooded the space, fast and heavy, leaving little room for anything else. Love, if it existed then, was tangled with something deeper, more primal. An ache for closeness, a thirst for intensity. Yet somewhere inside, a whisper asked: could anything this fierce ever find calm?

Your truest self ran headfirst into their deepest emotional tides. Recognition flared — a knowing that didn’t need words. It felt like being seen fully for the first time. Yet hidden in that intimacy, a question stirred: where do I end, and where do they begin?

Outer planets watched from their cold distances and added their weight. Saturn laid its heavy hand: duty, time, lessons not easily learned. Uranus shook the ground beneath your bond, jolting you with sudden changes. Pluto deepened the stakes, binding you in ways you barely understood.

The zodiac backdrop only colored the collision more vividly. Fire signs turned it into a relentless blaze, thrilling but dangerous. Water signs soaked you both in emotion, deep and consuming. Air and Earth gave other textures, but the core truth remained: this wasn’t gentle.

Some collisions create stars. Others shatter them. The magnitude of your meeting promised creation — or destruction. No easy middle ground. A breathtaking fusion, born from cosmic force, leaving you to wonder: will this power build something lasting? Or will it, in time, undo everything it so violently began?