almost makes me cry.
The wistful sadness comes through strongly.
There's an irony, it seems, in the way you speak of the whisper as all that's left after you've purged yourself of an old, or false, love,
and then ask for the whisper.
I get that.
(ps: If this is your own current state, I wish you healing and renewed wholeness.)
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almost makes me cry. The wistful sadness comes through strongly. There's an irony, it seems, in the way you speak of the whisper as all that's left after you've purged yourself of an old, or false, love, and then ask for the whisper. I get that. (ps: If this is your own current state, I wish you healing and renewed wholeness.)