Rose!

The Eternal Inflation Multiverse theory proposes exponentially expanding numbers of universes. 

The mind cannot fathom the possible scenarios this allows. 

But there's only two that I'm interested in:

The only one I know.

And the other one. 

The one where our fathers never died.

Where we didn't grow up learning to camouflage the pieces of ourselves that made us feel burdensome.

Where my brain works correctly every day of the year.

And you've never been broken by anyone who was fine knowing your body before your mind. 

Where our faith was sharpened on the stones of belonging. 

Not struggling to thrive in a greenhouse devoid of oxygen.

Where I've never known the loneliness of being allergic to small talk.

And you are chosen every day, over and over and over. 

Where your chest is my pillow, my eyes are your mirror.

Where our legs are tangled in the morning before rising for coffee. 

Where you don't drink coffee. 

"I love you" is an understatement.

I can't inhale without you catching in my throat.

You trickle down my shoulders, my face, my belly when I close my eyes in the shower.

Dark chocolate tastes like your voice in my mouth.

You stand under every streetlight on my nightly walks.

It's a strange feeling..

Begging God to keep you safe every morning.