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No one can love you as I do, my dear,
A love so deep, so pure, so sincere.

For in the depths of my heart, you reside,
A bond unbreakable, impossible to hide.

When I am gone, and others come near,
You'll feel the void, the absence, the fear.
For none can compare to the love we shared,
A love so special, so rare, so cared.

They may offer affection, warmth, and grace,
But none can fill the empty space.
For the love I gave you was one of a kind,
A treasure lost, impossible to find.

So as time passes and life moves on,
You'll search for a love that's forever gone.
And though others may try, you'll always see,
None can love you like me, none can be.

So hold onto the memories we made,
In your heart, let them never fade.
For in the echoes of our love so true,
You'll find solace in knowing I loved you.

- Vrushu
If my poems bring you pain, a bitter sting,
Do you comprehend what my absence will bring?

A void so vast, a darkness profound,
Where echoes of your laughter are never found.

For in the silence left by my departure's chill,
You'll find emptiness that time can't fill.

No words, no verses, can capture the ache,
Of a heart left broken, a soul left opaque.

You'll search for solace in memories past,
But find only shadows where love once cast.

The echoes of my presence, hauntingly near,
Reminding you of what you once held dear.

And as days turn to weeks, and weeks to years,
You'll feel the weight of unshed tears.

For my absence will linger, a ghostly shroud,
A constant reminder of love disavowed.

So if my poems evoke such sorrow, you see
Imagine the pain of life without me.
For in my absence, your soul will be lost,
Adrift in a sea of longing, a tempest tossed.

- Your Vrushu
These eyes, wide open, have lost their flame,
Gazing into voids, where despair lays claim.
No spark within, no light to chase,
Soul's bright luster lost in darkness' embrace.

Carved from sorrow’s quarry, still and stark,
Lips sealed, cheeks slack, devoid of life’s spark.
Immovable, now too tired to fight
Alone I stand, on all endless nights.

Dreams once soared, as eagles high above,
Wild ambitions burned, kindled in love.
Now but specters in memory's silent plea,
Laughter's echo, joy's shade, all but flee.

In the alley of darkness, "hope" lost its way.
Im a beggar with an empty bowl, broken, cannot mend.
The heart's pulse, now quiet and spent,
In the cold, bitter silence it endures the dent.

So here I dwell, all coming nights,
A shadow's shadow, faded from sight.
Where dreams once danced, in the light of day,
Now only the whispers of their spirits sway.

For you, my love, were the shifting sand,
Eroding the earth where I stood grand.
In the silent guard, I'm so lost in debt
My soul so hollow, alone, I'm left.

Where once there blazed a fire so wild,
Now rests the quiet of a life exiled.
The laughter's ghost, happiness's shade,
In all-consuming pain, are now arrayed.

I am the nothingness, desire's cold grave,
A vessel of the void, no more brave.
No more to feel the warmth of day,
In this numb cocoon, silent I stay.

- Vrushu
Dying isn't when the heart stops its beat,
But when emotions fade with love's defeat.

It's when the spark within grows dim,
And life's vibrant colors turn to grim.

When laughter no longer dances in my eyes,
And every smile becomes a disguise.
When the warmth of touch feels cold and hollow,
And I'm left adrift in a sea of sorrow.

Dying is when I no longer feel,
When numbness replaces what used to heal.

It's the silent scream of a soul in pain,
Lost in the shadows, longing for rain.

Dying isn't just the end of breath,
It's the loss of feeling, the embrace of death.

- Vrushu
In the silence of my absence, you'll hear the echoes ring,
Whispers of a love once lost, a song that could have been.

You'll sift through memories like grains of sand,
Longing for the touch of my once-weathered hand.

In the quiet of the night, when darkness shrouds your bed,
You'll feel the weight of regret, heavy on your head.

For in the depths of solitude, you'll come to see,
The love you never cherished, the love you never freed.

You'll search for me in crowded streets, in every passing face,
But find only shadows of a love you can't replace.

And as time marches on, a relentless, steady beat,
You'll realize the depth of love lost, in a heart's silent defeat.

But alas, my love, it's too late to turn back time,
To rewrite the pages of love's unfinished rhyme.

For I've journeyed beyond, to a place heavenly unknown,
Leaving you to mourn the love you should have shown.

For even after death, I am
 in the wind, for my love will not cease.
Caressing your skin, your hair, you will feel my love's sweet breeze.

- Vrushu 
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