Your hushed whispers said nothing- it was just your voice and blither that was somehow calming. In those twilight moments, they were a welcomed occurrence- since I wasn't listening. Brushed away my worries unwound the anxiety- letting me drift to whatever dream was forming in my mind then. Thats how you always convinced me everything was fine- and now, without it I'm left submerged, flailing. The worst of it?- waiting. Which ultimately?- changes nothing. But your whispers?- made me press on. Simplicity accomplished alot; things aren't so simple now.