In the hollow of my chest, a void echoes with every beat. A silence screams, a deafening quiet that refuses to subside. The ache of absence, a weight that presses upon my soul, a grief that gnaws and never sleeps.

Memories linger, bittersweet reminders of what's been lost. Laughter, tears, whispers, and warm embraces – all now taunt me with their absence. The pain of losing you is a relentless tide, crashing against the shores of my heart, eroding the very foundations of my being.

Time, once a gentle companion, now a cruel thief, steals moments, hours, and days, yet cannot steal the pain. It lingers, a constant reminder of what's been taken, a wound that refuses to heal.

In this darkness, I search for solace, a respite from the agony. But like a mirage, it vanishes, leaving only tears and longing. For in death's wake, I am left to navigate the shattered remnants of my heart, to find a way to live with the ache of your absence.

Yet, even in the depths of this sorrow, a glimmer of love remains. A love that transcends mortality, a bond that refuses to break. Though you are gone, your memory stays, a bittersweet reminder of the beauty and pain of loving and losing.