The thing you must ask yourself is whether you love the man, or merely the memory of him loving you.
Also known as “Kara writes a story just so she can say she wrote Real Statue Fiction.” Wherein the statue of Sherlock Holmes–yes, that statue–takes up solving mysteries with a helpful swallow.
“Were Stars to Burn” in the anthology Girl at the End of the World, Book 2 (Amazon).
How should we like it were stars to burn
With a passion for us we could not return?
If equal affection cannot be,
Let the more loving one be me. — W. H. Auden
“And Now, A Message From A Future Sponsor Of This Fine Publication” (first published in Eggplant Literary Productions: Miscellanea)
Forget life insurance–in the age of mind-uploading, what you need is afterlife insurance.