Sometimes, I wonder if I somehow stumbled into some kind of parallel universe, some dimension just slightly to the left of our own. As crazy as this sounds, it would make a strange kind of sense, would bring into sharp focus everything that feels just a shade different than it should.
I know it’s ridiculous, impossible really, but is it so out of the realm of possibility to imagine? Maybe I was walking somewhere and tripped a little on nothing, or took a wrong turn late one night on my drive home, something seemingly innocuous that sent me from one universe to another. This divergence in timelines would account for so much, would make the sting of our ending a tad more bearable.
It makes a simple, if cruel, sort of sense: this is merely just the universe where you break my heart. And somewhere, somewhen, else, we overcame the obstacles between us and created something universe-defining.