Elly Grey

 I love you and that's the greatest truth. Don't ask me for any other truths. Don't test me. But just know that I love you as deeply and crazily as I do. 

 Did you know that I write to you?  Mhm, every night.  You didn't know that, did you?  Yep, I write and tell you what I feel within.  I tell you about things that you don't want to hear about anymore.  It's my way of keeping things hidden.   Hidden from words that you'll say that will hurt me.  Hidden from you because you like to break things.

Silence is not golden. Silence is loud. Silence tells me nothing and everything. I don't know what to think, when I know you are thinking too much.  It's not personal? Then why does it feel like it is? 

Let his heart remain soft.  Let a soft corner be for me.  Let him know I tell the Moon about him.  And what he means to me. 

  If you stopped talking to me, if you told me ' No more '...I wonder what would happen? I would miss you in my day, that's for sure. I wouldn't know who to talk to, who to tell things first, who to rant and ramble to about things that upset me. I wouldn't be able start my day without your ' Good morning' and I would be restless at night, because I haven't said ' Goodnight '. I would probably stop taking photos of my messy hair and silly face poses, because who would I send them to?  Things wouldn't seem funny and warped any more, because nobody else would get that humour. Your tee-shirts wouldn't feel the same. My phone would not ping. I wouldn't know who to ask, when I don't understand things.  And nothing would make sense.  A piece, a person, you...would be missing. 

 I asked him if he would do it for me, peel my pomegranate.  He didn't respond.  Well, as you can see... It then was a blood bath.  Silly Man. 

 "Is that all there is?" "About 300 million years ago, all of these were connected, 'Pangaea'.  "Pangaea?" "And they say that in about 600 million years time, Pangaea will form again" "Great! I'll walk over to visit you then".