Boy meets girl.
Boy dates girl.
Boy falls for girl, and vice versa.
Girl tells boy she has AIDS.
Boy decides he loves her more than his own life.
Boy deliberately tries to get AIDS from her so they share all the same life experiences
Only they don't, because one develops symptoms long before the other, and after watching the one s/he loves decay into nothingness, the other is left to suffer their demise alone.
See, this is why I don't write more. Two reasons:
1. I can never decide which storyline to pursue
2. My stories never have even remotely happy endings
What's a guy to do?