
The light of love and hope has always been my strength, and I needed it more than ever as I watched you take your last breath.
We believed in forever, never imagining how quickly our time would be taken from us.
I knew I had to let you go, but my heart refused to accept it, and I was in no mood to fight it.
As they called your time of death, I felt you watching me from afar, urging me to release you.
How could I, when all I wanted was to carry you back to our safe place and hide?
But there was no escaping this.
I rose from my seat, took one final look at your peaceful face, and walked out the door—knowing you wouldn’t be walking with me.
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