In another life, it would be us against the world.

I like the idea of a parallel universe.
In my mind, my parallel universe would consist of different results and endings because of the different decisions I made. Or something like what could have happened instead of what happened.
For example, in a parallel universe, I would have said yes instead of no. We could have gone on and did our thing but eventually leave each other because the love has run dry. And them we could most possibly move on without regrets.
Or, I would have asked why before that and eventually say no. That would work too.
In a parallel universe, I would have worked harder to make some friendships work. And it would work, I would still know what to say and how to be there for you and comfort you and make all of us feel comfortable.
In a parallel universe, I would take on a different persona. I wouldn't be someone with a hard shell that aims to hurt and only accept the person if they are still there despite being hurt. I would be more open, less worried and less guarded. More naive and less realistic.
In a parallel universe, I would make a different decision and end up doing something entirely different from what I am doing now. I would meet different people and turn out differently. I would probably be more happy and more unhappy than what I am now. But that's something I'll never know.
In a parallel universe, I would fight for what I want and say things that will make a difference. And things would turn out differently.
Basically, I would not have the regrets I had today but maybe other regrets. I wonder how that would work. Whether I would be happier. Because all I want to be is happier. Happier than what I am now.