There is a parallel universe where we didn’t part ways. Where you didn’t lie to me over and over again, a death by a thousand cuts.

I’ll be honest… there’s so much good in this universe, the one you aren’t in. I’m trying to focus on those things instead, though I’ll never forget what was.

After everything, I still believe we were destined to love. I also believe we have free will… that we get a glimpse of destiny and it’s up to us to be awake enough to see it, move towards it, and choose it. I think you chose to stay asleep… you always, always choose sleep.

Sweet dreams then. I’ll see you in the morning.