My thoughts and feelings.
It's pretty cool.
Spoilers below, duh.
If I were in a better place in life, I would've cried, so all's I can do is give the story my heart. I knew how it'd end, I knew it would, yet it didn't change that the inevitable demise slipped my mind in moments of love, which is what made it harder to read. It reminds me of a true-crime in a way, learning about the victim, how amazing they were before their untimely death, I got to know the dead, and part of me hoped there would be a way they'd remain, even if I already knew they were gone.
This story wouldn't be any less without the adult content, it's only more with it, if it weren't for the last day, then it wouldn't have been so impactful, it wasn't the act itself, but the idea of such a close moment only being able to be shared through finger-taps and shaky hands, hell I'm making my stupid fag-eyes twitch while articulating this, I wish I could share my tears, but I can't, so I will share my heart.