That sound.
That sound that once inflicted such joyous feelings in me.
That sound I once connected positively to your name.
That simple text tone, that meant you were trying to contact me.
It used to be to tell me you loved me.
It used to be to ask me when the next time you could see me was.
It used to be to tell me how there weren't enough words in the world to explain my beauty.
That sound.
That sound that now makes my heart seem to sink to my stomach.
That sound that makes me squeeze my eyes closed in an attempt to eliminate any type of senses I have linking me to the outside world.
That sound I now dread hearing.
That simple text tone, that means you are trying to contact me.
It now means you just want to say "hi".
It now means you want to laugh and joke as if everything is fine.
It now means that you're entangling the nerves in my body into one giant knot gathering where my heart is placed, and I don't even know if you know that you're doing it.
That sound will be the death of me.
