That’s all. This is, as they say, the darkest timeline. Everywhere else, nay, “everywhen” else — us in the Civil War, us in Ancient Egypt, us in the swinging ’60s — we are happy.
If this theory holds, well, by the law of averages, there had to be one universe — just this one — where we don’t end up together. Here and now just happens to be it. If you think of it this way, nothing is our fault.
Because you could have loved me forever. And maybe in another universe, I let you. (x)
Do you ever stop for a moment of your day and then remembered the red wedding and feels like you gonna cry right away.