Never Let Me Go

I come here and imagine that this is the spot where everything I've lost since my childhood has washed up. I tell myself if that were true, and I waited long enough, then a tiny figure would appear on the horizon across the field and gradually get larger until I'd see it was [him]. He'd wave and maybe call. I don't let the fantasy go beyond that. I can't let it. I remind myself I was lucky to have had any time with him at all. ...We all [die]. Maybe none of us really understand what we've lived through... or feel we've had enough time.

- Never Let Me Go