isn’t it comforting
to know that
in a sea of strangers
your heart
found mine

and that maybe one day,
it’d find me again.

the way your name felt
still lingers on tough days;
you still feel like home
even when you seem like a maze

they said there are a lot of lifetimes —
multiple universe similar to ours

maybe in one universe, i’d walk to you;
you’d stop writing and smile at me
i’d complain about how messed up the system is
and you’d chuckle as i say “let’s run away”
we’ll lie on the bed, you hugging me
and you’ll remind me of the first time we met;
i wasn’t your type, and you weren’t mine
yet the universe knew we’d be more than fine

          and parallel you won't fall out of love for me

                 while parallel me would never have to let you go

i wonder how easy it is
to walk away like that
because i cant seem to find
the strength
to just let go of your hand

in every downfall i face
your name rushes in like waves

         you feel like poison

                    but also my saving grace