I remember you, but..

..i have to admit, Arthemis, i still miss you from time to time.
..however, just like your portrait, our story will never be complete; at least not anymore. 
..how could you let go of something that you yourself admitted had the potential to last? that, i wouldn't know.
..but yeah, i remember you; but i think i don't remember the feelings anymore.
<note. she didn't directly admitted that 'we' had the potential to last; i tend to exaggerate things.>