I mean, I always feel like a freak because I'm never able to move on like... this! You know. People just have an affair, or even... entire relationships... They break up and they forget! They move on like they would have changed a brand of cereals! I feel I was never able to forget anyone I've been with. Because each person have... you know, specific qualities. You can never replace anyone. What is lost is lost. Each relationship, when it ends, really damages me. I haven't fully recovered. That's why I'm very careful with getting involved, because... It hurts too much! Even getting laid! I actually don't do that... I will miss of the person the most mundane things. Like I'm obsessed with little things. Maybe I'm crazy, but... When I was a little girl, my mom told me that I was always late to school. One day she followed me to see why... I was looking at chestnuts falling from the trees, rolling on the sidewalk, or... ants, crossing the road... the way a leaf casts a shadow on a tree trunk... Little things. I think it's the same with people. I see in them little details, so specific to each other, that move me, and that I miss, and... will always miss. You can never replace anyone, because everyone is made of such beautiful specific details.
Celine, em Before Sunset (porque eu não lembrava dessa parte e porque a Helena comenta aqui...)
É a segunda vez que eu saio no blog do digestivo. E sempre com alguma citação que eu coloco no meu blog, nunca com texto próprio, sempre como referência da referência. Meu codinome aqui devia ser garota-apud. [brincadeira, eu não podia perder a piada nerd, não podia].