Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind

Joel: I can't see anything that I don't like about you.
Clementine: But you will! But you will. You know, you will think of things. And I'll get bored with you and feel trapped because that's what happens with me.
Joel: Okay.
Clementine: [pauses] Okay.

I kept hoping for you to choose me, not realising that I should have asked you to choose God.

I'm so so so sorry for ever thinking you were mine to possess, mine to have.

In the end, all I have are the memories.
And even then, I've already forgotten how you smell.
I try to remember, but it's gone.

The shadows and ghosts, though, are still there.
At the spot where we shared our first kiss;
Where we walked to the gym;
Where our hands brushed against each other's.

The lingering hugs at my gate;
Your wave as you walk to the station;
Silences in the car;
Your helplessness.

Until now, do I find out how long you had been fighting to love.
How you had been evaluating love.

It was real to me.
Now, I find out, it was just a dream to you.

I know I must let you go. And I will. I have.
But when I let you go, do I let the memories go too?

Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, my love.

The attempt to exorcise the ghosts of torn-up feelings and broken dreams

Today, we walked.
It felt so good to be your friend again.
It felt so good to have the breeze caress our faces.

I had hoped for more.
I had hoped that you'd pull through.
I had allowed myself to hope, when I saw that smile on your face.

For the time it took to travel from Yishun to City Hall, I hoped.
That, by force of will, I could make you love again.

That you'd find some strength from somewhere.
Some love from deep down... to choose me once again.

To choose me every day.
Not just for four years, but for the rest of our lives.

I thought that I could fix us.
I thought that the electricity we felt could have sparked something - brought your heart back to life.

That's why, in that almost-whisper, I popped the choked out question: "If you still love me, will you fight for me?"

Your answer - some 7 hours later - was "no".

So, I shall be content with God's pursuit of me.
He chose me then, and He chooses to love me every day.