It's very pretty, in a melancholy way. I think everyone eventually understands and relates to a moment like that - when every little bit somehow tethers back to someone we loved. Every scent stirs the memories of better days. Every second of silence carrying the far off echo of laughter and intimate promises...

When we say "I'll love you forever", we rarely take into account the truth in those words. Even when it ends, that piece of us that loved lingers inside us. A quiet passenger of what we leave behind. A teardrop that hangs from the heart, that will never fall....