Whispered Promises in the Darkness

The silence of my room feels heavier tonight, even with the gentle hum of the city outside.
I closed my eyes and suddenly remembered that tender voice, soft yet clear, echoing through my dreams: "I love you." It's been so long since I've felt genuine warmth like that.
Sometimes I wonder if these fleeting memories are enough to keep me going or just remind me how much I miss what once was.
Still, I hold on to those whispers—they’re small treasures amid the chaos of everyday life.