Tuesday, June 17, 2025
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If you knew me during the time Daniel and I were together, you’d know that our relationship had its highs and lows, just like any love story. We were two people facing our own inner battles, but through it all, we loved each other deeply—sometimes imperfectly, but always wholeheartedly.
Daniel was one of the most kindhearted souls I’ve ever known. He gave his love fully, without hesitation. Even on his hardest days, he was always looking out for those he cared about.
I still remember our first hike together in Niagara. There was a moment there—so pure and unexplainable—where I felt a kind of love I had never known before. A moment that imprinted on my heart forever.
After three years, life took us in different directions, but we never fully let go. We’d reach out from time to time, both holding onto a quiet hope that maybe, one day, we’d find our way back to each other.
But now he’s gone… far too soon.
I keep replaying our last conversation over and over, wishing I had said more, been more honest. Maybe if I had, things would be different. Maybe he’d know just how much he still meant to me. How much I still loved him—even through the silence, even through the distance.
I wish I hadn’t taken time for granted.
I hope he’s found peace now. And I pray he keeps sending me little signs that he’s still with me, watching over me. Deep down, I believe we were soulmates—young, inexperienced, but connected in a way that only happens once in a lifetime.
Looking back now with clearer eyes and a fuller heart, I finally understand the kind of love we had. It’s true what they say: “I wish I knew then what I know now.”
From the depths of my soul, and with all that I am—Daniel, I will love you forever.
Until we meet again.
