In an alternate universe;
He would walk to her campus with a chocolate in the pocket.
She would smile at him like an idiot on the sidewalk.
And they would sit on the park bench under the rustling trees.
In an alternate universe;
She would rant about her essays.
He would tell her hundreds of different things she had never heard.
And when the sun went down, they would have her favorite Chinese food in town.
In an alternate universe;
She would read for hours in their university library.
He would keep her company by dozing off across the table.
But the rest of the afternoon she would walk with him by the lake.
With their hands intertwined, never letting go.
In an alternate universe;
She would put her head on his chest when everything went rough.
He would pull her closer to his heart, whispering, “It’s okay. It’ll be okay.”
She would be relieved for him.
And he would be grateful for her.
In an alternate universe;
She wasn’t broken.
He wasn’t messed up.
Neither were damaged, and the world was a whole bright color.
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