The funny thing (hahahaha) about loving someone whose time is limited is that it makes you selfish. It makes you grabby, greedy, appallingly self-centered. Because, let's face it, it's really about you, isn't it? And because it's about you, there is a lot of whining, sometimes using your inside voice, sometimes not.
When it's over, I want to say all my life
I was a bride married to amazement.
I was the bridegroom, taking the world into my arms.
When it's over, I don't want to wonder
if I have made of my life something particular, and real.
I don't want to find myself sighing and frightened,
or full of argument.
I don't want to end up simply having visited this world.
It is not only your heartfelt prayer for the one you love, it's your call to action.
Keep it close.