And so I will be a part of you, as you are a part of me. The storm bringer, the one part that makes me change over and over again. The one part that makes me better. So I'll carry you in me too; you belong in my own core. Without that, there would be no elves, no fairies, no joy beneath the trees, no deep mud to bury my fears - no dreams, no written words. Only gasps for air just before I'd choke.

So I will wait for another whisper from you. Even if it is never to come, I have no choice but to endure the silence. And I will not be upset about it. Just wanted you to smile with a clear mind.

"I will miss you like a life."