My honey, I know

What is it about still loving someone even if you know they love someone else, or if you know you only have a short while with them before they disappear?

I think there is a certain joy about it, thrill derived from it, that makes people willing to deal with the promise of definite demise.

There is something beautiful about still choosing to love even though you know it will go nowhere or end soon. Perhaps it's more thrilling to have a lover like that, than one you can depend on, because if you know you are going to end or be deserted you are grateful and aware of each moment you spend with that person on an intense, zen, live-in-the-moment level.

I think this song captures that.