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Nayelis

Love.
ləv/
noun
1. an intense feeling of deep affection.
"babies fill parents with intense feelings of love"
synonyms:  deep affection, fondness, tenderness, warmth, intimacy, attachment, endearment; 

There are many different types of love.
The love you have for a parent, sibling or family member. 
The love of/for a friend or a pet.
The love for life. 
The love for your soulmate, your significant other, your other half. 

Then there is the love for your child. 
A child you carry within you for 9 months, technically 10. 
The one to teach you what unconditional love is.  
The one who you will move heaven and earth for to make sure he/she is safe. 
The one you put before yourself in any situation because life is 
No longer about you, but about him/her. 

There is also the love of a child. 
A one of a kind love, one with no conditions, no pretense, no judgement. 
One that is always and forever. 
It has no boundaries, it has no limits.
It has purpose. 
It teaches you to live again. It gives you reason. 

Nayelis. 
She was a special kind of love. 
She gave me wings and taught me to fly. 
She was my strength, as she showed me how to be strong. 
She taught me to fight even when there was no more fight in me.
She gave me purpose to continue.
She was perfect. 
Too perfect for this imperfect world. 

Three years since she took her last breath. 
One hundred  and fifty six days since I last held her.
One thousand ninety five days living with a broken heart.

Nayelis. 
The definition of strength, faith and love. 

 




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