So you die, well, we will all die, right? So, when people ask, 'how would like to be remembered?' How can I possibly qualify that to answer that question, when I am no more.
That is not what I wanted to write, my thoughts are on something else immortal.
You see, comrade, I am trying to understand. If you spend time with a person (preferebly a lover) and you call that person the love of your life, because in and out, through and through, (s)he is what it is that is (you know what I mean, we all have different definitions to that other person that is absolutely (at the time) perfect for you), then the two (we hope) of you are no more.
How possible is it to believe that as time takes its toll that the two of you are actually, no more. See I am of the school of thought that, to find somebody like that in the first place, completes you (ohhh, did I just use Jerry McGuire(f7)), then in time you will find somebody else, and they too will complete you, but I think they all complete different things about you.
So, as time takes it's toll, how do you actually, love when you are in all honestly in love with a number of people, differently, and letting go is not an option, these people are fantastic people, albeit their not being that with you.
I am not saying I am there, a friend of a friend's cousin's friend wanted to know.
*lox around.