the multiverse is a hypothetical group of universes, that many think our own is apart of. in a sense, it's the theory that there are many me's, and many you's, that live different lives based on multiple decisions we didn't make. the differences could be small, large, or seemingly insignificant.
i think about if you exist in one of my parallel universes, and if that me gets to enjoy a version of you that lived past 2016. one that still gets to take funny pictures of you with napkins on your head, or making funny faces when mama isn't looking.
if i was somehow able to trade my universe for that one, i would. it scares me to think of how much i would be willing to give up just to see you again, and steal more time in your presence. there's so much i would want to say, i wouldn't know where to begin.
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Portraits
PoetryThis is mainly for personal reasons, I guess. I was told that when I explain my thoughts they might make more sense to me. △ "I have hated the words and I have loved them, and I hope I have made them right." - Markus Zusak, "The Book Thief"
