day 102. in an alternate universe ๐Ÿ˜Š

i’m into some drafts digging nowadays. hahaย ๐Ÿ˜
and i found this draft i made two years ago.

i’m really wondering who i wrote this for.ย ๐Ÿ™ˆ ๐Ÿ™Š draft

so here goes…
(i made a so-this-is-what-happens-after-two-years edit) ๐Ÿ˜Š

in an alternate universe,
i’d find you,
and look you in the eye,
i’d sit with you in the couch,
listen to you speak,
and mess with your wavy hair,
and hear you grumble and hum and smile.
we’d walk hand in hand by the shore,
sit and stare at the beach,
wait for the sunset,
and sleep under the starry sky.
in an alternate universe,
that is.
but in a parallel world,
lives do not cross,
and neither do they meet,
i wish that,
in another lifetime, perhaps,
our universes may collide.
so then i can hold your hand,
touch your hair,
and kiss your cheek,
and love you,
yes, love you.

awwh. happy sunday! ๐Ÿ’‹