Maybe memories should be left the way they are.

What do you want from me?" he asks.
What I want from every person in my life, I want to tell him.
More.

But grief makes a monster out of us sometimes . . . and sometimes you say and do things to the people you love that you can't forgive yourself for.

Do I have to be here to belong to you?' Froi asked. 'Can't I belong to you wherever I am?

Hold my hand because I might disappear.

Our spirit is mightier than the filth of our memories.