So what if love doesn't die?

What if all the people that you have loved remain your loves? And maybe they even stay a part of you.

I'm not saying that it stays the same between you and them. Obviously, things change. You aren't who you were back then, and neither are they. Maybe you would never "get back together" but that doesn't mean you don't love that person. Even if they were a jerk to you, it doesn't take away the things that made you love them in the first place.

For some reason, this whole idea makes me feel good. You can love people and not be with them. And there are many different ways to love.

And maybe that love sinks in, becomes something more inside of you. It's kind of a nice idea that who you are has been added to by all those loves. You haven't lost anything, even when things break up, you still come out of the situation larger than when you went in.