It’s been months since you left, yet it still feels unreal. Sometimes, I still pick up my phone thinking I can message you, forgetting for a moment that you won’t reply. You weren’t just my best friend, you were my safe place, my laughter in the darkest days, the one who knew me in ways no one else ever will.
I miss the late-night talks, the silly jokes only we understood, the comfort of knowing you were just a call away. Now there’s this silence, this heavy emptiness, where your voice used to be. People tell me you’re in a better place, but the truth is, I’m selfish. I want you here. I want more time, more memories, more of you.
Losing you taught me how fragile life really is, but it also showed me how deep love and friendship can run. You live in every song we used to sing, every place we went together, every corner of my heart. And no matter how much time passes, missing you will never stop.
You were my best friend. You still are. And I carry you with me, always.
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I feel this deeply losing someone so close leaves a quiet ache that never fully goes but the love and memories you shared will always keep them alive in your heart 💔✨
Grief sneaks up when we least expect it, OP. The love and memories you hold keep her close, always.
I lost both my dad and daughter this year. My dad passed suddenly on January 7th. My daughter passed suddenly on my birthday February 15th. I went from helping my daughter plan her wedding to attending her funeral. I don’t know if I will ever be okay. My daughter would have turned 30 this August. 😭💔