Quick Tale: Multiverse

She and I lived in separate universes now. She was blissfully married and I was happily single (or was it the other way around). Our universes grew apart after the Big Bang of her marriage. We were kind of an item until then. And we hadn't met since. We were continents apart too and there just wasn't a chance. I have slept several nights wondering how it would be when we met next (nights were when the two universes seemed closest). How and when. I didn't have long, cosmically speaking, to find out.

She is in my arms and I love the way her head fits into my chest. Her ears concentrate on the sound of my heart like a caveman would listen to the ground for approaching danger. Love Love. Love Love.

They belong together, these disparate universes. Surely their separateness is an illusion. They stare at voids where eyes should be and turn away for good measure. We share an awkward smile that reads unstated understanding. We belong together and yet we touch each other and walk to our own quantum universes. It cannot be. The laws of physics cannot take it. Will not allow it. No. Certainly not. That will be the end of everything. We belong together, in our parallel universes.

S' mobile

My battery got fucked
The sex, apparently was electrifying.

Barathi

"Paartha idathil ellam unnai polave paavai theriyadhu dhi"
I hate Barathi for writing that. He stole it from me.

A lone wolf

Sometimes I feel totally alone, like there is no one in this world. When that happens, I react very strongly to it and act like I don't need anyone, thereby distancing people who do care and who actually are 'there' for me, which not so surprisingly ends up reinforcing my initial feeling of being alone.