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.. another us ..

Although I was only just starting to get to know you, I felt very strongly for you. I have no idea of what may have developed but I hope it would have been something special - something real. My head is just too disturbed, noisy and being eaten by horrible and vicious thoughts to continue. I need to end these before they end me. Well, actually I supposed they have ended me.

I know that in some other universe, parallel or otherwise, another you and I are having the time of our lives. A less boring, more adventurous version of me is taking you to places you've always dreamed of where you do things you've never experienced but always wanted to.

The other me touches your soft beautiful face and brushes some hair from it. The other you smiles, as she is at her most happy, and then we kiss for what seems like weeks. When I finally, reluctantly, stop you pull me back and we continue - this time for eternity.

In another universe, another me and another you hold hands whilst walking along a warm beach. Sun on our bodies, fresh air and the biggest smiles known to man. The other you starts to walk quicker, pulling the other me as she does so. The other us reach a spot which is void of any shape or form and there, together, they just are. No reason to leave, every reason to stay. Together.

Another you wraps your arms around me. Another me hopes that you will never ever let go.

A universe containing another you and me has me nervously holding the phone. Shall I phone? Is it too early? Is she even interested? The other you waits beside the phone hoping for it to ring and be the other me. Neither of us can eat nor sleep. I eventually phone.

Another me awakens to another you looking at him. The other me knows that from now on, everything will be fine.

Wedding bells ring in another universe and the other you and me know that we will be different to all the other married couples.

Another us haven't met yet but they're about to get on the same bus.

It is just a shame that this version of us are not, were not and never will be together. So it is the end of everything.

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