The first time I read Murakami Haruki's "Norwegian Wood" I was completely blown away by the first chapter - that he could inspire such an incredible sense of nostalgia by painting a picture of such vivid beauty and then ended the chapter by breaking all our hearts with the sentence "Because Naoko never loved me."
Now almost two years after reading the book I have gained a whole new appreciation for that chapter. The parrallel between the characters in the story and my own drama is almost uncanny - and re-reading the book today feels like my heart is broken once again...for umpteenth time.
I really miss her, her smile, laugh words, company and presence is all I crave for every day. But much like Toru I realised now, maybe always have that she doesn't love me and never will. Yet I can't stop myself from loving her. My chat with JC gave me a new perspective, that maybe I just need to accept the fact that I will probably always love her and that regardless of what happens live with the fact that she will hold a very special place in my heart.
