Too Much Space

This is a short story where two souls lost in space find one another again. They've been alone drifting in the dark for so long they'd forgotten how it felt to be together. They feels things again and they love again. But why is everything moving so fast? Why are they slowing down? Why does it feel wrong?

This is something I wrote a really long time ago. Now it's been through countless drafts since then of me just revisiting and redoing the entire story so its very different from what it was. During that time I was going through a really depressed phase and although I did not intend for it to it definitely did show through in my writing. The first drafts often felt like a metaphor for depression and in some ways it still does but the ending is not a good one. I want to point out that if you yourself deal with depression this story may have a sad ending but yours doesn't. I've been through the worst of it and I can say that I felt like there was no way out and that it would never get better but it does. It doesn't get perfect but it gets easier.

Anyways I hope you enjoy the story and I really love feedback and would love to hear what you think and any comments you may have!