When I'm with her it's like the rest of world disappears but not in a bad way. It's like all the stress and pain and suffering suddenly doesn't exist. Like it's just the two of us, now and forever.
As we laid beside each other every night when we were younger, her soft hand wrapped in my own, it was like the whole world would disappear and leave us just in peace for eternity. When I first met her I immediately fell in love, knew she would be all I'd ever need. To this day, years later, I still believe it's true. My love for her has only ever grown stronger just as we both have. If I could be with her for every last minute of life I would. But now, as I kneel holding her lifeless body in my arms, weeping in pain of losing the only one I ever truly thought I loved, I realise that it's impossible to stay with someone, even your true love, when your stuck in the tormenting loop of an immortal life. I know I've got to let go of her eventually but it seems impossible. Maybe for now I can continue. I can sit here, my arms wrapped around her fragile self in the silence of the universe. I knew it would be best for the both of us if I left but now, as the guilt washed over me, I knew her blood was on my hands and mine alone. In that moment, I couldn't help but remember all of my lovers that had come before her, all with the same fate. They all ended up six feet deep after I had selfishly hoped to save them from this.
This story is based from the perspective of a man who is immortal and every lifetime he finds a new lover whom he hopes to save from the same fate, yet in the dark moments of fear of losing them and suffering over and over again, he ends up killing them himself then feels the sudden guilt and pain as he realises what he's done all too late and how he feels his selfishness has forced his true loves to be lost way too early. It describes how much he loves them and admires them yet takes a dark turn towards the end as the irreversible ending happens over and over again.
Written: 10/4/22
