Love lost is still love

Love lost is still love
“Love lost 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.

Life has to end. Love doesn’t.”
  

Jun, 10 2010     344 chars (3 sms)     3454 views       Quatations

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“Love lost 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.

Life has to end. Love doesn’t.”