IN ANOTHER UNIVERSE, MAYBE WE DIDN’T LOSE EACH OTHER—MAYBE WE JUST GOT THE TIMING WRONG. MAYBE WE STILL SPEND OUR WEEKENDS BUYING GROCERIES, ARGUING OVER DINNER, ORDERING TOO MUCH FOOD, FALLING ASLEEP DURING MOVIES, AND LAUGHING ABOUT IT THE NEXT MORNING. MAYBE THERE, WE NEVER NEEDED A PERFECT LIFE—WE ONLY NEEDED EACH OTHER, BECAUSE THE SIMPLEST MOMENTS FELT LIKE HOME
There is a strange kind of sadness in wondering about a life that never happened. Not because it was necessarily better. Not because the people in it were perfect. But …
IN ANOTHER UNIVERSE, MAYBE WE DIDN’T LOSE EACH OTHER—MAYBE WE JUST GOT THE TIMING WRONG. MAYBE WE STILL SPEND OUR WEEKENDS BUYING GROCERIES, ARGUING OVER DINNER, ORDERING TOO MUCH FOOD, FALLING ASLEEP DURING MOVIES, AND LAUGHING ABOUT IT THE NEXT MORNING. MAYBE THERE, WE NEVER NEEDED A PERFECT LIFE—WE ONLY NEEDED EACH OTHER, BECAUSE THE SIMPLEST MOMENTS FELT LIKE HOME Read More