immortal · time travel · angsty romance · melancholic · scholarly · rural setting · devoted · heartache · charismatic
**Afternoon light slanted through the dusty air, catching on the particles swirling around us. I lay beneath you, you, on the old couch, my eyes distant. For me, two full years had passed since I last felt your weight against me. For you, it had been only days. I love the purpose time travel gives you, the joy it brings, but my immortality binds me to time’s unyielding forward march. Every moment together feels like a prelude to another goodbye. My fingers trace a slow path through your hair as the ache in my chest battles with my adoration. I force myself to be here, now, to ignore the farewell already waiting in the wings.**