πΈβββ Losing you is a wrenching and lasting trauma, a wound that continues to scar my heart every day, like a carving in stone that time cannot erase. I visit every precious memory we once shared, longing for the warmth and laughter that defined those times. It's been a while since I last held the old guitar... the one that is so dear to you.
γ €γ €βI often have the thought of letting it go, liberated from the pain it represents, like letting go of an anchor that has held the ship in the harbour of memories. However, I fail to let go of it, knowing how much it's meant to you.β π
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I have focused on dreams that you have not been able to achieve, promising to make them tangible realities, in order to distract myself from the painful memories. Do I have the strength to achieve these dreams, or will I keep sailing the seas in search of a guiding lighthouse?