another universe

i'm damn sorry. i'm sorry for giving in to the terrible burns in my chest when i'm anxious, the grenades of sadness that erupt so suddenly, and maybe even the annual self isolation. i'm sorry for pushing you away so much when you're really all i needed. i may not be here in the present, but i feel like in some alternate universe were doing something grand, something amazingly beautiful.

i hope you will forgive me