“The Sifters”
what if we hadn’t been each other at the same time?
would you tell me all the stories from when you were young and in your prime?
would I rock you to sleep?
would you tell me all the secrets you don’t need to keep?
would I still miss you?
oh, would you then have been mine?
I told her how, until that moment, I had not understood that this was a story about lonely people, about absence and loss, and that was why I had taken refuge in it until it became confused with my own life, like someone who has escaped into the pages of a novel because those whom he needs to love seem nothing more than ghosts inhabiting the mind of a stranger.Carlos Ruiz Zafón, The Shadow of the Wind
