....Riki Moe...

...Will everything stay the same when I'm gone? Will the books get used to the touch of my hands or will the dresses forget the smell of my body? And the people? For a moment they will talk about me, they will be surprised at my death - they will forget. Let's not delude ourselves, my friend, people will bury us in memory as soon as they bury our bodies in the earth. Our pain, our love, all our desires will go away with us and there will not be an empty space left. There are no empty spaces on earth...