Do you ever wish
that life had given you
some other pain
instead of the ones it handed you?
Do you think
it would have made any difference?
Would you still then be you
or someone else?

Do you ever wonder
What happens to the dreams that do not come true,
The desires that remain unfulfilled
In this finite life
Even though you poured your heart and soul
To make them yours?
It is best to accept
Somethings just aren't meant to be and move on.
Or may be somewhere out there
There are countless other universes,
Where there exists a different version of ourselves,
Where those dreams didn't die
Nor those wishes remained unfulfilled.
May be it is just all in my head
But I find comfort
In this idea of parallel universes.

If wishes had the power
to manifest
then you would be mine
in every lifetime
in every timeline
in every universe.
but alas,
wishes are
a dime a dozen
and the world is not
a wish granting factory.

Do you know what it feels like?
To have the earth removed
from beneath your feet?
To have the entire sky
fall apart on you?
To have the world stop existing
and you are just hanging barely
by a thread to absolute nothingness?

That is what it felt like
the moment you mentioned
of her existence.

It was like -
the whole world became
a mighty stranger
and it was never
the same way as before.