Everyone remembers thing differently. Memory is distorted, emotions confused. Nothing lines up with the truth after time has elapsed. We remember things the way we want them to have happened, the way that seems most compatible with how things turned out. We never remember things entirely accurately, which is probably a good thing sometimes, but also occasionally quite a pain.
It's inconvenient to have no true recollection of the way things were. I want to know what happened then, what you thought, what you did or didn't do and why. I want the objective view and I want to know, to understand, even if it's not going to be something that makes me happy, I'd at least like to understand how things went and why they fell that way.
I love the little details. The ones that come to the surface after such a long time, that I never knew because they were your thoughts, not mine. It reminds me of things I didn't know, of all the things about you that I have yet to discover. I don't think I'll ever understand all of them and I'm very happy about that. I don't want to know everything. I don't want things to get boring. I want to always have more things to learn.
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