in another universe the sky is always pink and i didn’t leave three people for you and in another one the trees grow downwards with their roots in the air and in another one we meet in the middle of the street at the age of six while chasing after the same butterfly
“I love you. Infinitely and inexpressibly. I’ve woken up in the middle of the night and here I am writing this. My love, my happiness.”
– Vladimir Nabokov, from a letter to Vera (January 19, 1925), featured in “Letters To Vera” by Vladimir Nabokov (Russian, 1899-1977)
