You forget your victories, but you remember the losses.
Love who you love while you have them. That’s all you can do. Let them go when you must. If you know how to love, you’ll never run out.
I did the searching and remembering, she did the disappearing and the forgetting.
You remember what is lost, and you forget what’s right in front of you.
You have been with me from the very first life. You are my first memory every time, the single thread in all of my lives. It’s you who makes me a person.
Love demands everything, they say, but my love demands only this: that no matter what happens or how long it takes, you’ll keep faith in me, you’ll remember who we are, and you’ll never feel despair.
It was wrong. But it was worth it.
How many times could you give up on someone you loved?
A loving soul was always more beautiful over the long haul, but actual prettiness was fleeting.
