Untimely death is a cruel reminder that living weaves with unpredictable threads, leaving me to struggle with the unjustness of parting ways with someone I’ve loved way too soon.
In the silence of an unsaid farewell, my heart shrivels with a profound ache, living with your departure without a chance to say goodbye is a pain that echoes in my depths.
An unspoken apology, a hug never shared, a pain that reminds me of the vulnerability of forgiveness and the strength required to heal without it.
You left without understanding your significance in my heart, each beating is an echo, a poignant reminder of the moments we could have shared. Your absence now lingers, like a shadow, a reminder to express love while I have the chance.
Its a haunting silence, a love unknown, the pain lingers with bittersweet memories, yearning for answers that now lie in the depths of the ocean, fragmented through space.
In the wake of it all, my heart wrestles with a storm of emotions, amidst the sorrow and regrets, memories remain timeless reruns of a connection that once was. And yet there is no solace. Only anger. Finding the way through all the unsaid things that will forever be unsaid means that your death will be a perpetual goodbye.