If little by little you stop loving me, not because love is any less sacred, but because you've done your part, then perhaps it's time for you to be happy too. Stop crying out in pain at the edge of a cliff. Don't leave yourself stranded in a cold winter until your fingers grow numb and stiff. Stop hurting your heart until it becomes hollow. Stop digging at the same wound, returning to the same regret again and again. Let us flow toward the fate that pulls us apart. So if little by little you stop loving me, please allow someone to never lose you the way I did.