I gave you the most important thing of all. Why did you have to ask for more?
Hearts bleed on to paper to echo memories. Like holograms they dance on the pages of my mind. Yet it seems a purposeful wind wists them away as ghosts again. I hope you’re doing well.
When whispers stay and sit on your ear. What does that mean? Are they different voices from every place you’ve been and from throughout time, or, if you listen very closely, is it the same voice? Unmoving. Is it your voice?
It’s always a kind thing to try and provide someone advice in the hopes they learn from you before making a mistake. But sometimes people need to learn for themselves. Diverting trouble from someone frequently doesn’t help them. It enables them. Be wise who you share your wisdom with and why.