Memoirs Of A Faint Heart

Call it a public diary, or whatever you may. This is for those who may understand my heart.

Not so long ago, I used to hear such a beautiful melody of words that lit up my soul and reincarnated my heart, over and over.  Now the words became a distant phantom of whispers in my ears.  How I long for their return, if they shall ever again...

Reviews

[Jamillet]

oooooooooooooo! you speak so poetically. :)

[Robbie]

I have felt this very feeling...- the longing for the "melody of words" to return... and it shall, because it once was there.. Lovely write!! :)

[InkSlinger]

Memoirs of a faint heart?.. or the death of your muse?.. either way, a gentle whisper on a fading wind.. Beautiful thoughts..

[Hoosier Belle]

very nicely done ♥

[Ronn Michael Salinas]

Words are words, darlin'. Maybe the meaning changed for you?