Followers

Thursday, May 17, 2012

lost, but unforgotten.

'Lost love is still love. It takes a different form, that's all. You can't see their smile or bring them food or tousle their hair or move them around a dance floor. But when those senses weaken another heightens. Memory. Memory becomes your partner. You nurture it. You hold it. You dance with it.'


No comments:

Post a Comment