infinite possibilities

here’s the multiverse: go find yourself
  and all the possible yous
  and search for all the stories about us.
then come home to me and lie
  say: the best of all possible worlds
    is this.

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why I am not where you are

all the miles in between
make memories sweeter and recollections mistier
but
sometimes at the sudden gust of wind or
the rattle of rain on the roof you realise that
something inside you still hurts and
you curl up
and wonder
why you are here instead of
where I am
and you can’t help but think that
something is
missing.