Precious memories, how they linger, how they flood our soul

 
“Your joy is your sorrow unmasked…

The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain.
Is not the cup that holds your wine the very cup that was burned in the potter’s oven?

And is not the lute that soothes your spirit, the very wood that was hollowed with knives?”
— Kahlil Gibran
 
 

Sometimes love is not all what we imagined it to be. We mistake disillusionment for the truth. That moment of anguish and panic, seemingly stretching into eternity, pushes us to act out. We do things that we would not ordinarily do. To heal ourself or perhaps just to feel differently.

Joel and Clementine fall in love. Opposites attract but all honeymoon periods end. Clementine decides to have the memories of their relationship erased and once Joel finds out, he does the same. Somehow, what is meant to be cannot not be and we get to witness love triumph all.

In many ways we are the sum of our experiences which are stored in our memory. But those experiences and memories arose from some greater force at play and we cannot simply erase what fate had intended for us to experience. Some souls are meant to be together and nothing can alter that destiny.