Hence

Keep it that way. At least there is no need for words now. Not when words could only mess things up. I'm talking about you and how you wield them. How you make and break with them. Especially yourself.

There is a difference between Love and Fondness. The first one burns to death; the other fades away like a whisper.

That's where our difference lies. You burn me to death while I'll fade away in your memory like the whisper you once heard but cannot anymore recall.

This is The Fall. And there is no turning back.