“Given the chance, would I cut that out of me? Carve the love from my chest? The memories it sustains? The laughs it holds? Never. Because love and loss are on the same coin—one side warmth, one side ache—but the value never changes. And to carve out the grief would be to erase the love that made the memory worth living. A thousand times over.”
Me over here crying 😭
— Jun 04, 2026 10:29PM
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