Grey

"It's grey today, Elly. Cold and grey."

"You don't need to tell me that, I know. I can see it. I can feel it."

"Are you sad?"

"Yes. I am."

"I can tell. Today your eyes are grey too."

"There was so much left to say, and it will never be said now, or heard. So much emotion and feelings that just stopped. I'm tired of being misunderstood."

"How's your heart?"

"It's heavy, it's beating in muffled thuds, and it's bleeding. Takotsubo cardiomyopathy."

"What!? You're so dramatic!"

"It is broken."