Saturday, August 14, 2010

On forgetting



After a time, you would forget. First, you would forget his chin, and then his nose, and after a while, you would struggle to remember the exact color of his eyes, and one day you wake up and, pfft, he's gone: his voice, his smell, his face. He will have left you. And then you can begin again.

- "French Kiss," said Luc to Kate

1 comment:

Unknown said...

I am not sure it's that easy. There are some special people that come and go in your life. They are irreplaceable. I would have wished the ending would have been irreversible. I miss the times so much. I wish I could turn back time. You always remember these people when you are 30, 40, 50, 60... they never lose their allure. Maybe they aren't the ones you end up marrying and having kids with. Life lives up to it's irony.