“Sometimes I got worried that my memory was falling apart.”
“Yeah, I do. Sometimes I worry my memories will fade without them.”
“memories fall apart too.”
“Sometimes two people need to fall apart to realize how much they need to fall back together."I take her hand and rest it between us, then stroke the back of it with my thumb. "Let's not fall apart again," I whisper.She looks me in the eyes. "Never.”
“Because memories fall apart, too. And you're left with nothing.”
“Sometimes when things are falling apart, they may actually be falling into place.”