Some love stories end. Some just stop being told out loud.
Not every love story has a clean beginning, middle, and end. Some of them live in the space between - the ordinary Tuesdays, the unfinished sentences, the habits that outlive the people who taught us them.
I Think We're Still Us follows one couple across six emotional movements - falling, drifting, questioning, restraining, healing, and returning - told through short stories, poems, unsent letters, fragments, and things neither of them ever said out loud. There's no fixed form, no single chapter that looks like the one before it. A three-line poem sits beside a full short story. A blacked-out letter sits beside a dialogue that says everything in almost nothing.
Some pieces belong entirely to this one couple. Others feel like memories you've wandered into by accident - quietly universal, impossible to place, and somehow entirely your own.
At its center is a question that never fully resolves: are we still us? Not "are we together." Something harder, and more honest, than that.
Perfect for readers of Lang Leav, Rupi Kaur, and Carley Fortune - a book for anyone who has ever loved someone in the present tense, even after.
I Think We're Still Us is Book One in the Still Us collection - six standalone books, one long conversation about what survives.