Elly Grey

Do not worry about your tears.  They are your ocean. A release. Full of emotion. A swell, a tide, salty and sweet.  You are a deeply feeling woman and that is why you cry.  It's because you feel. Think about it.  You're a piscean. A fish. Water. Tears.  You are in your element.  Own your ocean. 

 I hope some day you come and sit with me for a long while, because I have missed you every single day. 

 For flowers that stay, even when the others have left. 

 I'm writing. This pen is beautiful. It's gliding across this journal's paper. It's sprinkling rain and a little humid. It's a little grey outside and I've got the warm light of my lamps on. These are the little things in my life that keep me soft and happy.  And it's Sunday.