They could've had it all... How can someone recover from love that's so purely jeez, one that seriously going to be a core memory
When someone dies young, we mourn the future they never got to have.
When someone dies old, we mourn the time we didn't spend with them and the memories we'll never make.
In conclusion, there's apparently no ideal age to die. Humanity will find something to cry about either way, unless you've got a fulfilling life left to live.










Miscommunication is such an overrated trope, bruh. Why not give us the opposite for once—two people communicating so much it starts looking suspiciously like a couples therapy session, huh? Let them resolve their issues, heal each other, or even accidentally heal the reader along the way. I’m tired of watching everyone’s reading comprehension get put through the fucking Olympics (╯°Д °)╯╧╧