Last week, I met someone who told me about a script he’s writing set in a world where no one ever dies. In this imagined future, a new technology makes life infinite. As he talked, he brought up something that caught me off guard, he said if people knew they’d never die, they might choose never to marry or just keep switching partners forever.
That idea stuck with me.
I kept thinking if I had forever, I wouldn’t want to spend it trying to love as many people as possible. I’d want to spend it going deeper with one person. If I never had to worry about time running out, I could love with patience, with more intention. No rush. Just presence. Just depth. Just forever.
The truth is, this world is brutal for real lovers. Time is short. People are distracted. Feelings are often fleeting. But me? If I had 200 years to live, I’d give every moment to showing one person how beautiful the world could be how much they mean to me, how deeply I love them.
And yet, it’s crazy how everyone leaves. This world doesn’t make sense sometimes. As a real lover, I’ve been slowly conditioned not to get too attached because almost everyone does leave at some point. People move on. People change. Sometimes, they don’t even explain.
Yesterday, at the beach, someone casually shared a hot take:
“I think marriage contracts should be renewable every four years.”
Everyone laughed. But I couldn’t.
In my head, all I could think was damn, there really are no real lovers left in the world.
A renewable contract? You mean people don’t believe in love that lasts forever?
And maybe they’re right. Maybe love doesn’t last forever. But if that’s true, then that’s not a fairytale I want to live in. That’s not a story I want to write myself into.
Because I wouldn’t know how to love someone with an end date. I just wouldn’t.
If that’s the reality, then I’d rather stick to the one love I know won’t walk away the love I’ve given myself, the one that’s carried me through the worst, the one that’s stayed, healed, grown, and lasted.
Because in this world the one we live in love often feels like a race. Like a test. Like something we have to prove fast or lose fast. People are told to “move on,” “explore more,” “don’t settle too quickly.” And while I understand that love can be complicated, I still believe that real love quiet, steady, intentional love is becoming rarer not because it doesn’t exist, but because this world doesn’t give it room to grow.
Everything here is fast. Swipe fast. Text fast. Fall fast. Leave faster.
And in all that speed, we’ve lost the beauty of slow love. The kind of love that lingers. The kind that studies the little things how someone’s voice rises when they’re excited, the way they look away when they’re shy, the kind of silence that feels like a warm blanket instead of a gap.
If there was a new world, I think it should be built not just with technology that stops death but with values that protect love. A world where lovers aren’t told they’re “too emotional” or “too intense.” A world where staying is cooler than running, where depth is valued more than variety, and where loving one person for a lifetime isn’t seen as limiting ,it’s seen as legendary.
In that world, real lovers would walk slower. They’d hold hands tighter. They’d cry together, grow together, mess up, heal, stay. There would be fewer love songs about heartbreak and more about home because people wouldn’t be afraid of loving deeply. They wouldn’t be afraid of getting hurt. They’d have time. They’d have space. They’d have courage.
I’m not saying this world is all bad. But maybe it’s just not soft enough for the kind of love some of us dream about.
So maybe we don’t need to wait for some sci-fi future where no one dies.
Maybe what we need is to build that new world here, now in the way we choose to love, in the way we protect what we feel, in the way we decide that one real connection is worth more than a hundred shallow ones.
Because even if I don’t get 200 years,
I want to spend whatever time I have loving like I do.
Loving like it matters.
Loving like it’s the reason I’m alive.
