I loved you so much once. I loved you to the point
of distraction. I did. More than anything in the whole wide world.
Imagine that. What a laugh that is now. Can you imagine it? We were so intimate
once upon a time I can’t believe it now. I think that’s the strangest
thing of all now. The memory of being that intimate with somebody else.
— Raymond Carver in “Intimacy”
intimacy
I loved you so much once. I loved you to the point of distraction. I did. More than anything in the whole wide world. Imagine that. What a laugh that is now. Can you imagine it? We were so intimate once upon a time I can’t believe it now. I think that’s the strangest thing of all now. The memory of being that intimate with somebody else. — Raymond Carver in “Intimacy”