I have read so many other people's stories, some of them persisted for many years until the clouds opened and the moon became clear, and some of them went round and round and finally missed each other. I was thinking about what kind of ending your story and I would have. Then I realized that no matter how twists and turns, weird, sweet and sad other people's stories are, for me, all stories are just our stories, and our ending will only have one ending.