Have you ever wondered what love looks like? Does it truly exist? Can we really feel it?
You've probably heard the stories your elders tell—the first glance, the first date, the first kiss. The way two people meet and slowly fall into each other. But then what happens next? Does it last forever?
We'd never fall apart. Our story will never end.
How old-fashioned that sounds.
They say never say never.
Let me show you why—before my words begin to sound too dramatic.
Being loved is one of the greatest human experiences. To be cared for. To share a life. The warmth it brings to your soul. Finding your peace—the one you've been longing for.
But this isn't a fairytale.
What is life to you? A moment to be lived? A collection of days? Success? Loss? Endless problems? A symphony in motion? Whatever your answer is—hold onto it. Because that reason is what keeps you alive.
And there is something else you should know.
Nothing lasts forever.
I may sound like the main character of this story—but I'm not. We all are. You are. Anyone who feels, perceives, and remembers is a living character.
You are here to judge me. To observe. To connect the clues. You are the detective.
Before you decide your conclusion, I ask only one thing: listen. Step into my world. Taste the stages of grief with me.
I'll try not to overwhelm you. You might not feel empathy yet. You might not take me seriously. But I know one thing—you like mysteries.
And this one is one of those unsolved ones, waiting to surface...