"I knew from the moment my love for you first blossomed, that I could not—would not—abide such existences divided betwixt the mortal and the immortal planes," you press on, unable to quell the rising ardor heating your words. "That no matter how blissful and rapturous our union should prove, the inescapable shadow of my transience would forever loom over our every embrace, every whispered endearment."