I used to think of what it would be like if we met younger.
I began to think of it so much that it filled my dreams
I could see us sitting in playgrounds,
Running around, and just doing fuck all,

Not because we had nothing better to do

but because it was the best thing we could ever think of doing

but we never did that

we never met earlier then when we met

you were a random occurrence that soon turned into something so consistent that it pained me to see you slowly dissipate from my life

and it occurs to me that perhaps that was my fault
(interlude)

but as much as I regret everything

I realize the sad truth that no matter what i would do, I would still regret everything

This is not a problem of me being sad

of me being unable to adapt to what life has turned into

this is a human problem.

…

I learned that while we are all infinitely different,
exposed to different experiences

with the thousands of variables thrown at us by the universe

(starts going back to the original story)
We are all the same

we are all so similar that
we are all the same in some way

we are all so similar that

soon our differences evaporate,
soon we are ultimately just two bodies
Crossing lines in the vastness of the world

the time we spent together was just a speck in the long line of this existence

and I wish that speck was super sized

In that speck I loved you
In that speck you were everything

But I’ve seen other lines intersect, and pass on

While they are all infinitely differently
they are all the same

In that speck I loved you
but we are beyond now.
Into the vastness I will go
Consumed by the infinity of the variables

In that speck I loved you

but we are forever beyond now.