You taught me a lot about love, even if you could not give it to me

I remember the way your eyes twinkled whenever we spoke about love. It was like watching stars being born in the night sky, each one a shimmering testament to the beauty of the universe. You had a way of making me believe in the impossible, of making me believe in the power of love. And yet, even with all your wisdom and all your gentle words, you could not give it to me.

We would sit by the river, hand in hand, as the water rushed past our feet. You would whisper sweet nothings in my ear, painting vivid pictures of a future built on love and passion. You would speak of sunsets and moonlit walks, of laughter and shared dreams. And in those...