Memory...

Es tan corto el amor, y tan largo el olvido... -Pablo Neruda

It is funny that I came across this quote in Statistics class, and this quote affects everyone on this planet just like math, a universal language. To translate this quote, it says, to love is short, but to forget is long. I feel that the quote serves a great role in connecting everyone to one thing, love, for love is our nature and it is essential in our lives. I love this quote especially because it shows me how stubborn, long-lasting memory is.

I sometimes feel regretful that our ability to remember things and keep track of both good and bad experiences in turn does no good in the healing process. Because we all feel and although we think we forget things easily, memories reside in our unconscious mind, ready to attack us with more desire and longing and sometimes with bitter resentment or pain.

Love, when put into this frame of context, strikes me with its two sharply contrasting qualities - it is bittersweet. After it comes to us with a short, strong touch of pleasure, love eventually leaves us deserted, wounded, and with an everlasting scar that can only be healed by its next visit. And I realize that time is our good old friend, always there to numb us with temporary loss of memory.

Love...should we ever start it?