Echoes of Glory: FC Barcelona Imagine

⊹ ࣪ ˖₊˚⊹⋆ Illness (Hector Fort.)

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You stare up at the night sky, where stars gently sparkle, casting their light upon the quietness of nature. Tears well up in your eyes without reason, mingling with the gentle breeze that rustles the leaves around you.

It's moments like these when the ache in your heart becomes palpable, when the absence of Hector feels more profound than ever.

You remember how it began - a chance meeting that blossomed into a love so consuming, it enveloped your days and nights.

Hector was your everything, the one who filled your thoughts even in the simplest moments. His laughter echoed in your mind, his touch lingered like an imprint on your skin.

But now, he's gone. Not physically absent, but emotionally distant, a presence faded into memories.

The love that once nourished you now feels like a wound that refuses to heal, an illness labeled by your heart as incurable.

You've tried everything - distracting yourself with studies, burying your emotions in hobbies, even forcing smiles when friends try to cheer you up.

Yet, none of it dispels the haunting truth: there's no cure for this kind of heartache. No matter how many tears you shed or how much you try to move on, Hector remains etched in your soul.

Nostalgia grips you in its tender embrace. You revisit the moments shared under moonlit skies, where time seemed to stand still and everything was perfect.

The vivid imagery of those days contrasts sharply with the dull ache of today, where every day without him feels like a battle against an invisible force.

In the quiet of your thoughts, you acknowledge the futility of it all. Hector may no longer be here, but your love for him endures, a testament to the depth of what once was.

It's a bittersweet realization - to love so deeply, knowing it may never be returned in the same measure.

As the stars continue to twinkle above, you resign yourself to the truth: love, as beautiful as it is, can also be an illness.

An illness with no cure, only memories and a heart forever altered by its presence. And in that acceptance, amidst the tears and the solitude, you find a strange comfort - knowing that Hector, though gone, will always be a part of you, a poignant reminder of a love that defied time and reason.