Saturday, December 19, 2015

Passing Through

"Every time I do something, I think of what he would say: 'Well it's cold today, wear a scarf.' But lately I've been forgetting little things. He's sort of fading and I'm starting to forget him and it's like losing him again. 


Sometimes, I make myself remember every detail of his face - the exact color of his eyes, his lips, his teeth, the texture of his skin, his hair - that was all gone by the time he went. And sometimes, not always, but sometimes I can actually see him. It is as if a cloud moves away and there he is. I could almost touch him, but then the real world rushes in, and he vanishes again. 

For a while, I did this every morning, when the sun was not too bright outside because the sun somehow makes him vanish. He appears and he disappears like a sunrise or sunset, anything so ephemeral. 

Just like our life -- we appear and we disappear and we are so important to some, but, we are just passing through."


- Natalia, Before Midnight (2013)

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