dear voice
Dear voice,
It feels strange to write a letter to someone with whom I share so much with. Still, I have found that writing can provide just the right distance to express the most intimate thoughts, so here it is.
Do you remember those carefree times of our youth, when we would snicker and sing and scream ourselves silly? How we would savour the silences between our sentences, then utter each word as one being together?
We have grown so much that those memories seem mythical.
When you changed in the twilight years of high school, I started to avoid you. We had grown so close that I saw myself within you and the reflection scared me. I'm sorry.
I think my friends could sense something was off in our relationship, as they would often comment on how quiet you had gotten. Meanwhile, I heard you scream. In those moments between sentences I could hear you reminiscing for the sweet serenades we once shared, but failing to find them in the breaks. The silences became threatening, each space a reminder of our breaking bond.
It has been a long journey, but I am so glad we made it this far. Over time, we slowly regained trust in each other. You would listen and interpret each of my thoughts. I would trust you with more and more of my emotions. We learned to dance together within the most beautiful songs. Thank you for all of these memories.
Most of all, I wanted to say that I am sorry. For so long, I did not listen to you as you have to me.
My dear voice, I hear you. I hear you now.
I hear all of the screams and the songs, all the bitterness and sadness and pain, all the sweet melodies you have carried.
I hear you.
Your friend for life,
Lili