Sometimes in life there are losses. Losses that never can really be replaced. Losing you has been the hardest thing l've ever had to suffer from. I wasn't ready to say goodbye. I wasn't ready for you to leave. And would give absolutely anything for just one more day, just one more minute. One of the profound things about death is that love never dies-some bonds just simply cannot be broken. Because even though you are not physically here, your heart still is. I carry your heart inside mine. I carry it on days when I discover something new or find love in the most oddly unexpected places. I carry it even when I am falling apart and it seems to be me against the world. I carry your heart with me Always. Always and forever. No matter what. Someday we shall meet again. Someday we will no longer be separated by the universe. But until that day comes. I will keep comfort in knowing that you are still with me. Your heart is safety tucked inside mine. Honestly, some hearts just belong together and nothing can ever change that. I loved you then. I love you now. Always did and always will. Always in my mind and always in my heart. Forever. I will carry you. Because you're always in my heart. Having known you for the past 45 years of my life has always been a blessing. May your soul rest in peace.