The gift of memory is an awful curse.

Monday, April 4, 2011

We met it seems,
Such a short time ago,
You looked at me,
Needing me so,
Yet from your saddness,
Our happieness grew,
And I found out,
I needed you too,
I remember,
How we used to play,
I recall,
Those rainy days,
The fire's glow,
That kept us warm,
And now I find,
We're both alone,
Goodbye may seem forever,
Farewell is like the end,
But in my heart's the memories,
And there,
You'll always be.


- Disney's: The Fox and the Hound (1981).

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