A short story: The loss

"What's wrong with you? He's long gone now. Are you mad or something? He's dead."

"Yeah. He's dead.. but his memories remained. There's no way to escape them."

I want him to comeback, but he won't comeback. He kept coming into my dreams. I couldn't avoid it.

He's dead.
He's dead, now.

"Where do I suppose to throw all the good memories that we had?"

"You don't have to throw them. All you need to do is accept them. Accept with your whole heart he lived in your past. It was one great lesson, because of that you find ways to find the strength in true love. You found it now."

"Yeah, I found it. I will never regret it. It was what I've been looking for without me realizing it."

It is a true love.
Eternal.

His love.