How sadly sweet it is
How sadly sweet is the sound of that voice now silent as the memory of its whispers fills my mind...my soul, tugging so hard at my heart that I sometimes forget to breathe, forget to remember the love its words were drenched in, forget the gift that it was, the gift that it still is, Sometimes, I let myself imagine that voice I so need, that voice I so miss, still softly speaking to me... mitigating the sadness of dark nights like this, when the stars, seen through my tears, loose their shine... Sign in to see full entry.