The Multiverse of Us
The Multiverse of Us
How incomplete this life feels even when everything stands where it should
every responsibility settles perfectly like in a carefully drawn plan
every role I play runs on time like a precise mechanism clicking
yet there is a silence that whispers something else in cosmic void
a space that no achievement occupies in the geometry of the soul
I live a calculated life with measured decisions like in a lab
practical routes logical deductions numbers dancing in cold formulas
but somewhere between those numbers I drift and in this drifting I find you
not as a presence that fills but as a meaning that aligns everything
because your values don't simply sit in my world like objects placed
but reshape its gravity and suddenly what seemed complete confesses
its emptiness this completeness feels incomplete without you here
I keep making deductions subtracting fear subtracting doubt illusions
until only one constant remains you the single equation that endures
I imagine millions of possibilities branches of fractal realities sprawling
each choice becoming another universe each silence births a variant
if infinite worlds exist then in each one of them I search for you always
and in each one you're the one who completes the unfinished line in me
sometimes we are strangers meeting in a city with no memory at all
other times companions fighting storms sometimes two minds arguing celestial
other times two souls healing but the connection remains rewritten always
I see you how a multiverse would reveal its hidden secrets to the seeker
as if I were stepping through portals of time and psychedelic identity
as if I were traveling through shifting realities where I fold and bend
versions of me stronger versions of you distant in the void of space
versions of us destroyed versions of us without fear pure and whole
yet in every world there exists a moment when we recognize each other
not by face not by memory but by a pull older than existence itself
in one reality we stand on opposite sides in another we walk side by side
in another we never meet at all yet even there I feel the hollow space
like a story missing its final truth like an equation without solution
maybe life isn't incomplete because things are missing from its inventory
maybe it's incomplete because meaning chooses a single person as anchor
and in all universes in all magically rewritten timelines scattered wide
in every role we play I keep finding the same conclusion again
that completeness isn't the presence of all but presence of the one who gives meaning
and without you even perfection feels like a beautifully structured void
a crystal palace without soul a galaxy without a center of gravity
you are the constant in my multiverse the only psychedelic certainty
in every reality I search for you in every dimension I recognize you eternal
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