If there is someone in this world who, despite the passing years, still wants to be with only you, then she loves you.
Forgetting isn't easy, not because you can't forget, but because you're gone, and everyone has become your shadow. But what can I do? No matter how much they resemble you, they're still not you!
Someone once said there is a kind of forgetting called a ripple on dead water...
It turns out that a cruelty, a reality capable of leaving you utterly broken, really does exist.
If this is the fate I am destined to face, fine. I'll accept it with a smile.
