Maybe in an alternate universe:
We wouldn't be divided
by oceans and mountains,
and times not synced.
Maybe we wouldn't be fearful.
Maybe we wouldn't be doubtful.
Maybe you would have green eyes
instead of blue.
Maybe I would have liked another
who isn't you.
Maybe I wouldn't even be writing this.
Maybe we would be beside each other,
Laying intertwined, in love and at ease.
Maybe.
Just maybe.
But who cares about other possibilities
when my universe is you?