Where Time Stands Still

by N.S. Perkins

“God, how can you not see I’m so in love with you I can hardly breathe?”

“And what I’m sure of is that I’d much rather have the certainty of you than the possibility of something I might never want.”

“I don’t care that you don’t love yourself enough to believe I’d be lucky to be with you.” A kiss is pressed to the crown of my hair. “We’ll work on that, and in the meantime, I’ll love you enough for the both of us.”

Maybe not all love stories need to last a lifetime. Maybe the most beautiful ones are the ones that develop despite the fact that they won’t.

He takes a step forward, our bodies two magnets. Hands in mine, he murmurs, “I promise to remember everything.”

“I know forgetting scares you, and I get it. I get it so much. But don’t worry about our memories, cariño. They’re safe with me.”