In another universe, tomorrow, or maybe the day after, you'll be back, just like always.
I'll wake up happy and full of energy because I'll know I'll see you soon. I'll hug you, kiss you. Maybe we'll go to the beach, maybe to the cinema, or maybe we'll just stay at your place while I watch you code... until your attention drifts beneath my skirt.
But tomorrow, in this universe, I'll wake up already tired. I'll have no one to hug, no one to kiss, no one to fall asleep next to.
It'll just be another ordinary day. Maybe after work I'll get drunk. Maybe I'll kiss the first stranger I meet, trying to lie to myself, trying to believe I've forgotten you, that I've moved on.
I hope you're doing well.
Last updated on:2026-07-17T17:34:38+05:30
Comments (7)
i letting myself miss the version of us i loved without chasing it, because i kept reopening the wound every time i tried to replace that feeling with someone new.
did the relationship end recently, or have you been carrying these thoughts around for a while now
2weeks ago
in another universe 🥲
i used to replay all those little future plans too, the beach, lazy afternoons, all of it. losing the life you pictured hurts just as much as losing the person
yes, very eloquently written
this is a beautiful piece of writing.