Ayaa🤍

Nothing hurts more than grieving someone that’s alive.

Some of us know this type of grief too well, the kind where the person you love is still here, but slowly slipping away. And if you don’t, may that remain one of your biggest blessings. Because grieving someone who’s still alive is a quiet heartbreak. There’s no official goodbye. Just small losses that build over time. A forgotten face. A story that doesn’t come back. A name that once meant everything, suddenly unfamiliar.