If another version of me exists in an alternate universe,
on a different timeline where everything bends reality differently,
I hope every thought I ever had,
every quiet wish, every unfinished becoming,
becomes his reality.
That in that branch of existence,
my hopes do not dissolve into silence
but accumulate into certainty, into form, into life.
So that if I end up with less than I dreamed,
I can still believe somewhere across the fracture of time,
In what seems to be another dimension, another alternate timeline, another me is living what I could only imagine,
where every thought, dreams, and wish I carried here
was not lost,
but fulfilled there
If another me exists elsewhere,
in a quieter branch of time,
I will still carry this comfort
that somewhere, I did not fail to arrive,
only took a different path to the same longing.
I hope my thoughts of becoming
become his reality.
May 11
May 11, 2026 at 10:26 AM UTC
If another version of me exists in an alternate universe,
on a different timeline where everything bends reality differently,
I hope every thought I ever had,
every quiet wish, every unfinished becoming,
becomes his reality.
That in that branch of existence,
my hopes do not dissolve into silence
but accumulate into certainty, into form, into life.
So that if I end up with less than I dreamed,
I can still believe somewhere across the fracture of time,
In what seems to be another dimension, another alternate timeline, another me is living what I could only imagine,
where every thought, dreams, and wish I carried here
was not lost,
but fulfilled there
If another me exists elsewhere,
in a quieter branch of time,
I will still carry this comfort
that somewhere, I did not fail to arrive,
only took a different path to the same longing.
I hope my thoughts of becoming
become his reality.
I hope the version of me that exists there is not different in essence but is only unburdened by all the ways I learned to divide myself
just to remain coherent in this one.
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