Some people who have heard me speaking about Daphne, my schoolmate and my first and only love, and even those who have read my poems and the 14 prose chapters of the biographical novel I intend to write about her and me, implore me to forget the past and move ahead in life and find a new woman as a life companion. They, in fact, want me to forget Daphne. This poem is a short reply to all of them. Forgetting my very own Daphne would probably be my last day on this planet. How can I rip open my heart and show one and all how I still love her....HOW?
