Our dearest Ross:
It is strange to think, we have not seen you in months.
We have seen many new moons, but not you.
We have seen sunsets and sunrises, but none of your marauding runs through the midfield.
The pieces of ours broken heart and dropped points can pass through the eye of a needle.
We miss you like the sun misses the flower. Like the sun misses the flower in the depths of winter.
Instead of beauty to direct its light to, our hearts and creativity have hardened like the frozen world your absence has sent us to.
We next compete at home vs Aston Villa. We'll find it empty and cold if you're not there.
Hope guides us. It gets us through the day and especially the night. The hope that after you leave our sight it will not be the last time we look upon you in the Royal Blue of Mersey.
With all the love that we possess... we remain yours...
The loyal and blue fans of Everton