I really love him terribly. Indeed, both of us are miserable, so miserable that even our illnesses are exactly the same. We may die on the same day, no, we will die at the same time. I never thought that there would be such an unforgettable wedding in my life. I walked towards him with wild flowers in my eyes, full of love. Later we died together. I seem to see him, and he reminds me of the AIDS in my body, which makes me uncomfortable but I can't get rid of it.
Intention: He is AIDS engraved in my bones. I can't escape or love him.