Where Time Stands Still

by N.S. Perkins

His eyes don’t leave mine, even after I’ve stopped speaking. They’re intimidating. As if they could read me if he tried.

“Make me burn, Wren.”

You’ve understood the truth. That the depth of one’s love does not equal to the time it will last. And that’s exactly how I feel about you.”

Because you were mine way before you even knew it.”

“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.”