Whisper.

We were loud enough to be heard.
To shout and scream.
Rooftops would echo with our secrets.
No longer ours.
The world sharing our noise.
White noise.
Sounds of laughter and smiles.
Fading.
The sighs and the eye rolls.
Tears falling.
The sound of love ending.
Heartbreaking.

No wonder you would rather whisper.

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[John the Baptist]

Next to war, human relationships are the most character building experiences to be had in this life.