Hold your sibling tight, tomorrow isn't promised!
It’s been two years, and I still catch myself waiting for his message, hoping to hear his voice just one more time. I replay our old chats, stare at his pictures, desperate to feel his presence again. But no matter how much I cry, how much I beg, he’s not coming back. And that breaks me every single day.
I never thought our last conversation would be the last. I never thought I’d be left with just memories and a pain that never fades. I wish I had hugged him tighter, talked a little longer, told him how much he meant to me. But I can’t go back. All I can do is live with this aching regret. He was my only brother, and the void which has been created will never be filled, My rakhi has been ruined!
Don’t take the people you love for granted. Tell them you love them. Show up for them. Because one day, without warning, they might be gone, and you’ll be left wishing for just one more moment that will never come.
I feel so blessed to have been his sister, to have shared a life filled with love, laughter, and memories that will stay with me forever. No matter how much time passes, my love for him will never fade. I miss him every day, but I hold onto the hope that one day, in another life, I’ll see him again—still my brother, still my heart. Until then, I carry him with me, always.
Please, go to your loved ones right now and give them the tightest hug. Don’t feel embarrassed—cherish them before it’s too late. 💗
It’s been two years, and I still catch myself waiting for his message, hoping to hear his voice just one more time. I replay our old chats, stare at his pictures, desperate to feel his presence again. But no matter how much I cry, how much I beg, he’s not coming back. And that breaks me every single day.
I never thought our last conversation would be the last. I never thought I’d be left with just memories and a pain that never fades. I wish I had hugged him tighter, talked a little longer, told him how much he meant to me. But I can’t go back. All I can do is live with this aching regret. He was my only brother, and the void which has been created will never be filled, My rakhi has been ruined!
Don’t take the people you love for granted. Tell them you love them. Show up for them. Because one day, without warning, they might be gone, and you’ll be left wishing for just one more moment that will never come.
I feel so blessed to have been his sister, to have shared a life filled with love, laughter, and memories that will stay with me forever. No matter how much time passes, my love for him will never fade. I miss him every day, but I hold onto the hope that one day, in another life, I’ll see him again—still my brother, still my heart. Until then, I carry him with me, always.
Please, go to your loved ones right now and give them the tightest hug. Don’t feel embarrassed—cherish them before it’s too late. 💗