“ Napping is divine, but I no longer have all the time in the world. ”
For better or for worse, but not for lunch,...
~ Abigail Thomas
It ended sadly. The kind of ending where you wait together, holding hands and weeping, while off in another room, love slowly dies.
After all, there are those people we like and dislike, there are those people we love, and then there are those we recognize. These are the unbreakable connections.
Once upon a time, when I was young, his forgetting might have rendered my memory meaningless. I no longer require so much from life.
