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A month ago you won the Premier League with Liverpool. Just a few days ago, wearing your country's shirt, you celebrated winning the Nations League. You married the love of your life just ten days ago, surrounded by smiles, dreams and promises of the future. You had everything ahead of you: youth, talent, family, history at your feet. And today... you're simply gone. The road, the night, the moment... Everything has stopped. How fragile life is. How fleeting everything is. You never know when that last hug, that last laugh, that last sunrise will be. We spend our lives planning as if tomorrow were guaranteed, as if we had signed a contract with destiny. But no. No one is guaranteed tomorrow. Today you are here, celebrating. Tomorrow... you may be just a memory on the lips of those who loved you. And that's what hurts. The suddenness. The injustice. The inability to assimilate. Let this remind us of what is most important: Love hard. Live with purpose. Be grateful for every day as if it were your last. Because one day... It will be. Rest in peace, master. Your light shone brightly, even if only for a short time. Diogo Jota 🕊️💔. In short, how unfair life is.
2025-07-03 21:19:27