"Memory becomes your partner. You nurture it. You dance with it." Life has to end...love doesnt"
It feels like the life has been sucked out of you when you lose someone you love. That explains the feelings that last moment I saw my uncle. As I whisper
'i love you and i'll see you in my dreams', the pain drives deeper into my heart, like a nail driving into a surface so hard, piercing right through it.
The love is still blooming. That tiny grin poking from his face. I felt something ill never experience again, irreplaceable. He smiled as he always did, it never left his face and thats the impression that will forever stand in my mind and everytime i see him in my dreams...
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