Whisper sweet nothings
Whisper sweet nothings
Whisper.
Sweet.
Nothings.
Nothings.
Who wants those sweet?
Charlie Brown Adults
I love you
Charlie Brown Adults
That is sweet nothings.
Melancholy exhales stringing meaningless words into sonnets of passions and false hope and desire
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Hot Hennessy whispers
The kind filled with all the right wrong
That dark likor sweet, sharp, stinging
Remember the first time I love you was said
A text while you were in a meeting, you caught off guard
I love you too
Whisper.
Sweet.
Nothings.
You said you're no captain
Well duh?
Mackin since mackin started
Next lifetime huh?
Nothings.
Sweet.
Whispers.
Today the communication line is nothing, sweet whispers, ghosts really, filling empty rooms with thick airy space of what is no longer
Nothings, sweet whispers
Memories to not pine over
Memories to allow to be beautiful moments lost to time, never repeated
Whisper nothings sweetly to me or nothing whispers sweet anymore