I hope there are different universes out there. One’s where I made different choices, chose different paths. Told different stories, that weren’t filled with such heartache. A universe in which I am with you, one where we are together, and we’re happy. One where we haven’t been separated by fate made to walk down different paths, forced into making different choices, choosing other people instead of each other. 

Somewhere I believe that we’re happy, in another universe my darling, another lifetime, a distant story. 

–my heart still breaks for every story in which we don’t end up together.