I know you’re not gone, we’ve been here far too long. I just want us to stay—call it commitment, but you ran the moment marriage was mentioned. You’re here for more than my body, right? Do you love me like the moon stays loyal to night? Hold me close to your heartbeat, forever, now that we’re tangled together. I painted you into my future dreams, while all this time you’ve been quietly scheming. Don’t make me beg for us. Don’t make me unravel over half-made promises and almost-trust. Because I will remember you with bitterness, even when you no longer breathe, even when you no longer exist.