There are an infinite number of universes surrounding us
and an infinite number of universe’s in you.
There are so many what-ifs and versions
of which I would only chose this one and you.
This universe where we grew up together,
in that little beat-up town, where the candy
store would always smell of peppermint.
And you, you loved me with your entire little body.
That town we both left when we grew out of
those ripped jeans and holey t-shirts. To
find our own places in the world where
I never loved you like the way you wanted me to.
My universe is made of the photos you took
with that shabby camera strung around your neck.
Those photos decorate this room that you left me,
and your camera’s still strung around your dead neck.
(Inspired by this really awesome Chanbaek fanfiction...
I now realize that saying this makes this poem a lot less serious...)
who wrote it?
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I wrote the poem. The fanfiction it was inspired by was on Asianfanfics. You can go check it out.
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