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Musing #1

Friday, December 30, 2011
12:00 AM | 0 comments

The saddest thing I can think of is the idea that one day, enevitably, I will forget about the people I have loved-- not that I will remember only the brushstrokes, devoid of the fine detail, when and where-- but that I won't remember the people and events that have made me who I am. As crushed as I may have been, and as much bitterness as I cling to, feeling that I am the only person who has ever felt a broken heart, I want to remember falling in love. The thought of forgetting that love is scarier than the idea of never having felt it. I've spent so much time trying to forget the pain, blocking it out as though it were a traumatic experience, but in doing so I've only warmly embraced the fact that eventually, I will forget it all. I don't want to grow old, I don't want to forget, I don't want to die.

I want to live forever though the love I have felt.

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