"Lost love is still love, Eddie. 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."
~taken from the five people you meet in Heaven, Mitch Albom
Disclaimer: the entry below is no longer accurate, to the best of the author's knowledge. P.S. Hopefully, it will not have to be accurate.
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