Gabriel García Márquez, the legendary Colombian novelist whose book One Hundred Years of Solitude established him as a literary giant of 20th-century literature, died on Thursday in Mexico City. He was 87.
I don’t want to break your heart or ruin you for other women or anything. However, I would like to make you laugh when you’re sad and be sad with you when you need to be sad. I’d like to challenge you and make you question things. I’d like to learn things about you and from you and I’d just really like to love you really hard and let you know you’re worthy of love. And in the end we’d either be better versions of ourselves for each other or better versions for someone new. And it would be sappy and beautiful, but the good kind of sappy and beautiful. And in the event that we broke up, I’d never sit and think about who you were with now except to think about how lucky I was to be loved by you at one point in time and how I hope that you’re with someone who’s loving you better than I did.