Charlotte's Sorrow

"How long has it been since I walked with you on the same street in the same city? How many years? Every year, I stand in a place where you can't see and look at you. Have you forgotten my appearance? If I send you to you before I decide to leave, will you want it? As my last request, as a condition for me to disappear from your sight. Are you willing to give me a night of love in exchange for not being entangled with you anymore? "She said to him while standing at the door of the medical school. ... Many years later, when you and I meet again. Will you still remember that I love you. When love turns to ashes, what else can life use to persevere? When all the truth comes to light, will the belief in love still exist? ... Some love is quiet. Some love is bloody. Some love is predatory. Some love is not love. (I would like to dedicate this document to the person I once loved deeply and now forgets.)