The days feel hollow without you.
Every sunrise comes, but it doesn’t feel the same—
because you’re not here to share it with me.

I will miss you every single day,
every single month,
every single year,
for as long as I breathe.

You were more than love to me—
you were my safe place, my laughter, my reason to keep going.
Now, I carry your memory like a fragile flame,
protecting it from the winds of time,
keeping it alive in my heart.

The world will keep moving,
but I will always pause for you—
in the quiet moments,
in the scent of the air after rain,
in the songs we used to share.

I am devastated that your story here ended too soon,
but I promise you, it will never end in me.
You are stitched into my soul,
and nothing—not even death—
can take that away.

I love you, always and forever.
Until we meet again.

The world moved on without a sound,
leaving me lost, no light around.
I replay your laughter, the love we knew,
a life so bright, gone far too soon.

No last goodbye, no final word,
just echoes of you that still are heard.
Now grief too heavy, silence too true,
an emptiness filled with memories of you.