Whispers from the past linger like fragile echoes, fragments of a love that once held the world together but now only tears the heart apart. Each whisper, a memory, a secret, a promise that was broken, wraps around the soul like chains of sorrow. The laughter we once shared is now hollow, the warmth we offered each other now cold and distant. The weight of forgotten promises presses down upon us, a burden too heavy to bear. Watching as the past slips away, like autumn leaves scattered in the wind, aching for the moments we lost, for the chance that never came. The echoes of what could have been, forever bound by the unspoken words that will never be heard.