Millennium

Own nothing. Inspired by a CoE quote, and written by Inkinhart.

Millennium. One thousand years. Ten hundred rotations of the Earth about the Sun. 365,250 days without Ianto by my side.

31,557,600,00 seconds of agony.

They say time heals all wounds.

I say they lie.

He thought I wouldn't remember him. That I would take up with some other being, and forget him.

How I could, I don't know.

His eyes. His smile. His hair. His smell. His coffee.

The little glances he would give me when he thought no-one was looking.

Every little thing about him made me love him.

But I can love him no more. He's forever gone.