The true meaning of ‘love’ is what I learned from you,
You were like an artist, a skillful painter who knew how to use the right colors in order to bring life to a lifeless painting like you managed to bring life to my clear canvas.
With every stroke of your brush the pictures of love, sincerity and purity you outlined for me are still the only colorful portraits that shine on my dull and dark walls, I use them to revisit you and the blissful memories of the past we shared together.
I’ll always remain thankful for these shades you had used to paint my life with
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Lost but wish to be found
De TodoLosing a loved one is an unimaginable pain, especially someone who helped you know who you were, losing a person like that makes you lose your identity along with them. I have lost my father, my best friend so I am pouring my heart into this book, u...
