im not an emet wol shipper myself but there's a deep tragedy in being immortal and the love of your life being shattered into itty bitty pieces and you meet these pieces of them over the course of thousands of years and its them, you can sense it, but the rest of them is unfamilliar and uncanny.
and you try living with the sundered and loving the little pieces of your wife but you eventually begin to loathe them because they keep coming out wrong.