We met when we were ten years old.
At fifteen, he fell in love with him.
At the age of twenty-one, he finally confessed to him.
At the age of thirty, he attended his wedding alone.
At the age of thirty-five, at his funeral, he lowered his head and kissed his already cold body.
I once dreamed of the moment when you put a ring on me with your own hands. The dream was so beautiful that I didn't want to wake up.