1952

"No! Don't you even think about coming near me!" A fair, red headed woman snapped at me. She wore a white blouse tucked into a long, floral skirt that excentuated her hips out of her provalking hour glass figure. No matter how conservative her attire was, she was still a figure to behold. Even with her face expressing nothing but fury, I was still captivated by her beauty.
"Jen, what's wrong?" I approached a single step closer, my voice brimmed with concern.
She took a step back, "You are the problem. I'm sick of it. I'm sick and tired of living.... whatever your name is now!"
"It's Adam," I answered. "But what do you mean?"
"I'm tired, Adam. I want to lay down to rest for goddamn once this time. And not wake up again in some new life, in a new place. And you know what, I want to actually live my life instead of this meaningless loop of lives with you!" The young woman ranted.
I grimmanced at her words.
"I want to go out and find new people and get married and have a family. Maybe even be happy, because you are clearly incapable of that. Especially children."
That one took a stab at my heart. I drooped my head, "I'm sorry Jen..."
"Sorry? Well if you're so sorry then leave me alone and let me actually live a life this time," I felt her glare piercing me with the shards of emeralds in her eyes.
I stared down at my shoes, "Are you positively sure this is what you want?"
She let out an exasperated sigh, "Of course it is, you're just being selfish and not letting me go." Her foot tapped impatiently at the floor.
I took a deep breath allowing the air fill my lungs before letting it loose, "Okay, I understand."
"Thank you," she said curtly. "I will now leave you to live your merry life. Goodbye, forever this time."
Her heels clicked across the tile until they were met with a screech from an opening door.
And it just like that, she was gone.
"Well sir, would you like a coffee to start?" A stalky, older woman behind the counter asked, breaking the tension filled air.
I sat myself down in one of the diner stools. "Yeah, I'll take it black," I responded.
"Coming right up," she said reaching for a pot.

Afrer ordering, I picked at the eggs in front of me unable to stomach them. I had known that this was coming for the last few hundred years, but it still felt like there was a hole in my heart right next to the familiar sensation that had filled it when her life was present.
Ever since the time we had physically engaged all those thousands of years ago, my heart had this strange feeling that was an oddly calming and comfortable when she was alive. It even became my way of pinpointing her when and where she reincarnated. Now this feeling of comfort was nothing more than a reminder that she no longer wished to belong to me, even after her promise claiming until the end of time. Humans.
I linked my hands together and rested my forehead in them.
"...because you're clearly incapable of that. Especially children." It was those words that kept replaying in his head. My seed may have the energy to give people another life and reincarnate them after death, but producing children - not a chance.
I bit my lower lip in an attempt to contain my emotions. Three thousand years I had spent every moment loving her unconditionally. She was the one thing out of this entire creation of a world that made me feel like I truly belonged. She made this planet I created feel like a home. But, it appears I never really made her feel as content as she made me feel. Was I really being selfish? I had noticed a decline in her general mood the past several lives, but I didn't pay attention to it. I just assumed it was money and a comfortable life that would make her happy. In the end, it appears that was never what she truly cared about.
Is letting her go the best thing I'll ever do for her? Will she finally be happy? ... I hope so.