Preserved heart

He leaned back against the desk, arms crossed. "But he was someone you loved?"

"Yeah" she replied.

"Well then don't forget him, don't be afraid to talk about him."
He continued, "Love remembered is maybe the best thing about love,
when your in the middle of it you don't recognize it, and you ignore it.
But it's like rain, you didn't know how much you needed it,
until it stops."