I wish I could explain how much you mean to me, how much it hurts to know that I no longer have you to wake me up yelling my name or pulling my hair. I just can't believe that I don't have my "NuNo" to jump on the bed singing "Pula, Pula, Pula" or even sit and look at my pictures calling out everyone's name sounding just the cutiest thing. I just can't live away from you. You were, are, and forever will be the most precious thing I've seen.
A titia te ama TANTO, TANTO MAIS TANTO,
that words can't explain.