late night chess plays. not even a beginner, potentially a chronic loser. I got beat in stalemate. I lost while I tried to win. what am I to you? can I look inside your mind and see how I appear? or will you pull back. I don’t think I can. we talk and laugh until 12:30. you tell me about an anime I’ve seen. all I can think about when we hang up is how much I’d have liked to watch it with you. a ringing in my ears pulls me to my notes. in another universe. over and over. why not me? what was it, Universe, that made this not meant for me? it could’ve been so right, couldn’t it have? I wish things were different. I wish I was there to give you the moon. in another universe, I could have given you the moon.