“I really can’t speak. I just wanted, no, needed, absolute silence, Just for one day. Even less would have done, a few hours. But just that… quiet. It seemed so very necessary.
I wanted to reach out to you. Only you. I want to tell you- yes I know you can see through me. And you see the marks on me, yes? I am split in many places but I can still see what is beautiful and that tells me that it’s all going to be fine. I am going to be fine some day. One day.”
P.S. Thank you for calling so many times.