We spent over twenty years together in Rome before I lost you… I’ll share our love as long as we live with the world to keep it alive a little longer as another imprint of the millions of love stories there in the past, in the present, and in the future.
“I think it is all a matter of love; the more you love a memory the stronger and stranger it becomes.” - Vladimir Nabokov
The sublimity of places with you are forever writ on my heart until I must leave this place, too.
Memories hurt but are too beautiful to not recall of a love lost but carried on until we are energy returning or beginning again. I’ll find you if I can.