What is this? You said you'd only love me. You said I was your only partner in this world. What kind of person leaves their partner behind? And without a single word at that.

It's been two weeks. Two weeks since news of you suddenly cut off after you said you were going on a mission.

I don't believe the news that you died during the mission. You're stronger than even I am.

But the truth is, I'm so scared. Scared that I might lose you. Scared that the goodbye I couldn't say at the very end might have been me letting go of you.

You aren't dying all alone in some place no one knows, are you? You aren't sending out messages that won't reach anyone while trembling in fear in a place where no one is there, right? Are you eating? Is your body... are you healthy?

Is it possible that I'm the one missing those messages?

Even if you come back to me someday, I will still love you. Because my love is in the present tense.

So that if you are with me in this incomplete present tense, it becomes the present progressive.

Because an ending hidden behind the name of eternity is a bit too sad.

If you ever come back one day.

I want to love you once again.