through teary eyes, i can see another universe
out of the blur, i could make out faint shapes
i could see two people next to each other
connected by their hands
.
i could see the first day they met
curiosity brimming from their speech
like they encountered a rare treasure
a sliver of gold in the mine of their lives
.
i saw them in the rain under an umbrella
shoes soaked in water and mud
time seemed so still then, like perpetual rain
or perhaps a rain that they never wanted to end
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i saw them arm in arm in a bed
doing nothing but looking into each others eyes
and feeling each others touch on skin and spirit
and wishing this would never end
.
the day finally came, and it all became fragile
fear tore against desires of togetherness
but in this other universe, i ran back to you
and i swore on my life that we could make it beautiful
.
in that universe, they fought more
but held on to faith in the beautiful
and never let our inhibitions seperate us
from a love that persisted through fire
.
i saw them older, with newfound hardships
conflict that manifested as obligations grew
desires of one that did not complement the other
and visions of different futures that could never be
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but they swallowed it up and left it behind
because it was well worth the pain
no matter the outcome, because the only future they wanted
was one where they were together
.
i saw one future where they got the future they worked for
and another where they were not so lucky
but in both futures, they were smiling
because they kept loving, and that was all that was important
.
i blinked and the tears cleared
we all have to wake up from our fantasies
but was something so simple
the one thing that should only be kept a dream?
.
we tread forward, as two people
but not hand-in-hand this time
we move forward individually, but every day
i wish it was you that was by my side
.
could i stay with you even when it hurts?
or when the world falls apart around us?
would i grow impatient and wish for solitude
or would i find solace in your presence?
.
now, i find solace in solitude
and in that same solitude i hurt the most
but it takes quiet to realize the importance of company
something i could never appreciate until now
.
we use hope to wrap up our heavy past
living regretlessly means having never lived
i know that in some universe we didn't need to live like this
but in this one, we have no other choice
.
sometimes i envy the two of them in the other universe
where they can live the dream while i sink in my reality
but perhaps i too am being envied by someone else
who wishes they sunk like i did
.
there are so many universes out there
and in so many of them we were happy
but there are equally as many where we are sad
who can say which one this is?