Nine universes are in parallel
that makes nine lives each
as far as I can tell.

In nine lives the chance that our paths would cross
nine times the opportunity for loss.

In eight lives we actually meet
but only in seven did we ever greet.

In six I was brave enough
to ask you out, but it was tough.

Only five times you agree to it
and five times the chance for us to split.

In four lives we were struggling
to stay as one in suffering.

Three times we did reconcile
and all was good just for a while.

In the second together we were sublime
we stayed together to the end of time.

But in this one, for reasons I don’t know
I made the mistake to let you go.

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