Dear Nobody™,

I am in love with a woman, and loving her is not safe. There is an ending built into us. I do not know when it will arrive, only that it will.

We make memories anyway. Some belong to a love story. Some belong to the aftermath. We cry where we should not, and we stay when leaving would be easier. Every choice costs something.

Still, we find each other. Again and again. Even with the clock above us, counting down in a language neither of us can read.

If this ends the way I fear it will, know this. I loved you honestly, without pretending time was on our side.

From me to you. I will love you until it stops.