Someone from Tonawanda, New York, US posted a whisper, which reads "I think we miss memories more than the actual person. That connection we felt with only them. That's the hardest part about moving on "
I thought of you with love today, but that is nothing new. I thought about you yesterday, and days before that too. I think of you in silence. I often speak your name. All I have are memories, and your picture in a frame. Your memory is my keepsake,.