I love you, not with a promise which words define and people escape from,
not because of trust and security, which the world tries to build on, but always fail.
Not because I can see myself with you, 10 or 20 years from now. Because tomorrow I may be gone.
Not for what we had, have, and will have, for it may only last as good as my memory serves me.
But because you're you, even if my memory is erased, or I be gone at this very moment,
even if humanity ends itself, and all the promises have been broken.
My love will continue to exist.
- The Greatest Love Letter