Lost Letters: The Undying Devotion of An Undying Lover

I have always taken myself to be quite the gambler, but with you, you... The risk I carelessly took back then, seems too unworldly now that you are here. I fear for myself, because I fear too, that I have loved your everything too much, that I have been convinced to part is solely by death. But still, in my eternal fall, falling seems to route into one sole destination, you. And it's heaven to fall for you once more and again until there is no more of this world to bother the love that made me love myself, and loved you more entirely. May or may not the fragments of space foretell our untold intimate affection, love... Time may pass but it knows I loved you once. And never will it fade. With your love, I could not turn to hate, nor see the stars just as simply plain celestial bodies. With the numb nights of mine, you came as the meaningful mornings did. Stars, which were once only dots of light in my eyes, with your love- they seem more of an endless reminder that we met, for once and a long time, in this world and period. Oldest stars that I hope multiply to tell and pass on to young ones what we had and forever will, for they are witnesses and we are the remembered. The blinding light of the world nor the abyss of hell will not hinder me when I plan to go home back to you. Let me love you for as long as space exists. And as unforgiving time keeps repeating itself, if humanity ends and we cannot restart, well then, the fragments of us and our love, will remain written in the alley of the never-ending galaxies. This person writing this, who you once called a fool, is totally, madly, and over all conditions, always in love with you.