How can I forget you
I've connected you to the guitar
So everytime I hear one
You're never that far
How can I forget you
I've connected you to songs
So everytime I hear them
You come back home
How can I forget you
I've connected you to love
So everytime I hear love, see love, read love, think love
I feel you, I miss you
How can I forget you
I've connected you to tears
So everytime I'm lonely
You're here
How can I forget you
You still make me smile
You're still... part of my life
Always by my side
A very lovely plaintive cry of love lost, love remembered, love cherished, love celebrated... I also connect to a guitar.. Brings back memories just like for you. Very pretty outpouring of your heart. HG: -) xx
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I would like to translate this poem
That is both the curse and blessing of these large brains; they can't fully remember; but they can never fully forget. But who wants to forget the strains of music; the emotions by which we are connected to everything worthwhile in our lives. Because the brain is a hologram, even our inner worlds seem to have four dimensions.. Thanks for your inspiring words about memory and the spiritual foundations of a love we can never really neither see nor touch.