Perhaps

There is an endless number of universes, more parallel universes than you’d ever imagine. As long as you think of it, it exists. Maybe it was just a short blip, a meaningless ”What if?”. That’s the kind of power the universe holds, the kind of power you hold and all those versions of you as well. Think of all the possibilities behind the decisions either you made or the world - how different things would have turned out in each one. You don’t have the responsibility over every choice your path follows because it has been written - what you have is the responsibility to make the best out of this version. There are different stories that live on in you and different people you turn out to become. There is no single destiny, and there is no such thing as soulmates. Perhaps you’re already dead in a different universe, perhaps you’re more alive in another. Perhaps you’re already the person you’d always dreamed to be in a different universe, perhaps he’s more in love with you in another. On and on, it never ends. That’s how the world can be, I guess.