It happens without
warning. Life is normal. We're functioning. And then one day we're not. A heart stops beating, a life ends, and what we're left with are these fluid motions. We carry on, but with a thread unraveled. A broken heart. An aching memory. Remind the people you love each day that they make your world brighter. When the light disappears, you'll hope that you captured their glow in photographs, or letters. Silent reflections of the heart.
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