I mean, can we say anything is inherently anything? I’m not sure we can.
music boxes, though.
take a bit of big, regular-sized music and make it into something little and fragile and unbearably sweet that will inevitably sing its tiny song to somebody digging through a box of memories after many years and make them weep uncontrollably.
I don’t think there’s anything sadder that isn’t just like someone dying or whatever, but you tell me.