"We will grow apart and together and it will be beauty and it will be grace. You may not see me and I may not see you but we can still grow from everything. Learn from those you love and draw strength from it. Don't forget me but don't dwell on me either. Draw strength from all this and treasure memories because they are part of you whatever they are. Stay strong and know I will do the same,
Queenie"I should have tears streaming down my cheeks as I post this letter. The old Queenie would. I'm not entirely sure the new Queenie wouldn't yet somehow she is okay, okay with sending Jacob the last words she ever will and knowing the last conversation to happen between her and Jacob. How I do not quite understand. Maybe it's acceptance of life or understanding of what is and what isn't and will never be.
I see things differently now. In colours and emotion as much as anything. It explains to me so much I wouldn't know otherwise. It warned me and protected me so I knew who I could and couldn't trust. But the one thing it never told me was that colours could change. Because people change. I am living proof of this belief, I have changed more than I would have believed. I'm not very different but is anyone ever? We are always the same people even if our thoughts become more detailed and complex is it really not just based on those same emotions you once thought? I am still really the same Queenie I just view my past differently. And then I act differently because in truth we are so influenced by what happened before, by our first impressions of people years ago, by previous event and history.
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Forgotten - Queenie Goldstein
FanfictionI know you forgot. But I never could. I never could do anything but remember. There's no one else like you Jacob Kowalski.