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<div class="text-justify">Life goes on, but my soul was left behind the day you left. Since then, every step I take is accompanied by a weight on my chest, a void that seems impossible to fill. </div><P/>
<div class="text-justify">Some absences feel deeper than many presences, and yours occupies that place. No matter how much time passes, there is not a single day that goes by when I don't think of you, miss you, or cry for you in silence.</div><P/>

<div class="text-justify">My heart bears a wound that beats with sadness, because you are no longer here to hug, to smile, to share those simple moments that I now consider priceless treasures. </div><P/>
<div class="text-justify">Memory sustains me, but it also hurts me... because to remember is to love, and to love from a distance is one of the most painful ways to exist.</div><P/>

<div class="text-justify">Although you are not physically here, you are still present in my mind, in my love, and in every tear I shed for you. </div><P/>
<div class="text-justify">But I cannot deny how much it hurts. Your absence hurts, your silence hurts, accepting that this farewell is final hurts. </div><P/>
<div class="text-justify">And as long as my heart keeps beating, your memory will remain eternal.</div><P/>