This book is not just a collection of words. It is not just pages filled with memories. It is my heart, broken into 365 pieces, one for each day I have spent without you.
From page 1 to 365, every word is a whisper at 3 AM, every sentence a thought that lingers in the silence of the night. This is not just a book; it is the weight of missing you, the echoes of love that refuse to fade, the pain of remembering someone who no longer remembers me the same way.
I don't know if you'll ever read this. I don't even know if you still think of me. But if you do, I hope you like this. Because every word, every thought, every sleepless night-I wrote it all for you.
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