This story had a double inspiration for me, the picture below and the song that gives this story its title.
Ain’t No Sunshine…
She always made me laugh, my cloudy-eyed Eleanor. Light and airy, she flitted from project to scheme like an aether sprite.
But her anger struck as sudden and violently as Odin’s wrath. Her incisive fury could cut me to pieces with a single sentence.
But I loved her. I still do.
She lived on the restless wind and one day it blew her away from me, leaving only a note with many words but no explanation.
I would have given her my heart, but instead she cut it out and left it in her final farewell. My lovely, cloudy-eyed Eleanor.