We’d survived the most difficult part of our journey. Hadn’t we discussed this a dozen times? Didn’t she realize this was the worst possible time for her to blow things up? Didn’t she see that I had only one year left in residency, that I loved her, that we were so close to the life together we’d always wanted?
— When Breath Becomes Air (Paul Kalanithi), Loc. 190–2
Us, aren’t we?
Yup, that’s what life is. Perhaps you were meant to be together for that particular part of the journey, and only it.