[ He can't not sound sad. Not when his heart is this raw. It consumes his mind. It's the only music he plays. He loosens the hug as if it's the proximity that spills the sorrow out of his heart and into hers. He'll make an effort for her, but even as he pulls together the energy he knows it won't last more than a sentence or two. ]
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[ He can't not sound sad. Not when his heart is this raw. It consumes his mind. It's the only music he plays. He loosens the hug as if it's the proximity that spills the sorrow out of his heart and into hers. He'll make an effort for her, but even as he pulls together the energy he knows it won't last more than a sentence or two. ]
You seem well.