In another universe, maybe we are together.
In another universe you never experienced what you experienced. The world never weathered you the way it did. In another universe, you didn’t associate love with leaving.
In another universe, we didn’t have any questions. We didn’t have any other choices to make, any other options.
In another universe, there were no doubts. In another universe, we didn’t worry about the statistics or the odds. We didn’t worry about regretting the way we chose to let our young hearts love, we didn’t worry about letting our young hearts risk.
In that universe, we sit in the winter with our mugs filled with hot cocoa; talking about our life together and how we’ve come so far.
Winter has brought you in, my love; now I’m afraid winter has to take you away.