Just now I listened to Gary Moore, and I am consumed by his magic memories.
During his music I thought, I believe we all, however complete our current love is, we all have a deep sense of the “lost love”, even when no name, no human memory attaches to that unseen, unseeable image. This, i think, is the unquenchable longing for reunion with our soul, Dante’s Beatrice.
The time beyond time will come when we are reunited for eternity, without need to exclude any other love, for love is eternally inclusive, never exclusive. It only multiplies.