Tomorrow doesn't exist...

You might be the best thing he ever loved, and you might just love him more profoundly than anyone before, but as life rushes forward and the present collapses into the future, he finds it increasingly difficult to balance who he was, who he is, and who he wants to be. The odds are slimmer than they were and he is changing too rapidly to keep track. He jumps, he flies, he falls, he gets up, and then repeats the cycle as if it were the only way of living he knew. Perhaps he is wrong about you, and this union shall crumble quicker than he can imagine, more intensely than he can bare. Maybe the wish he made so long ago is still taking its time to come to fruition, and all this is, is merely another step, another wall to climb to reach the next plane of existence - one uniquely shaped, and utterly different than the one before - one meant to destroy what was, and force him to reshape, once again, once more.