Pull yourself together, that's what I've been telling myself over and over.

It's not my fault, nor yours, that we want different things. We were both clear with each other from the very start. But still, now that whatever we had between us is over, I can't help but feel a little resentful towards the universe.

Why did it let us get to know each other so well when there are so many insurmountable obstacles between us? Couldn't the universe have sent someone instead who is more aligned with my values? Or even at least from the same shithole of a country?! Because then we might at least have had a chance.

Oh well. I'll comfort myself with the thought that maybe we are happier in a parallel universe. After all, that's sort of our thing, isn't it?