Hello, it's me again. You know, Earth.

I think it's about time we had a talk.

Here's the thing: I'm starting to feel a bit neglected. I'd like to think I'm quite beautiful, but lately my confidence has been fading. You've been putting roads and buildings all over me and the smells you give off are clouding my atmosphere. I feel like I'm going blind with all of the smog that comes from the places that mass amounts of you gravitate to; I believe you call them cities.

The lights of your 'cities' are flesh wounds to my very being. They make me sick as you consume all of my energy.

I gave you rain forests and you destroyed them. I gave you glaciers and you're melting them. I gave you many beautiful species of animal and plant and you are rendering them all endangered.

I'm sick, and I'm scared that I won't be able to take care of you much longer if you continue to treat me the way that you do.

Do you even care anymore? Because it feels like you don't.

You drive your cars and throw trash all over me; you tear down my forests and replace them with grimy cities; you abandon all rational thought regarding my health before you start your day. You literally created a vortex of garbage in my oceans.

I think you've forgotten that I have a soul, and I can connect to your soul if you just choose to break free from the technology and materialistic lifestyle that keeps us from being together.

I miss you.

And I'm hurt that you are freely choosing to hurt me.

All around you are reasons to change your ways and nurse me back to health.

I can show you stars; beacons of light to provide you comfort in this mysterious universe.

I can show you forests; the home of hundreds of different thriving species. A place of absolute purity and solitude where your mind can be expanded beyond the cities and towns you limit yourself to.

I can show you clean rivers and lakes and oceans that thrive with life and rhythmic motion. These bodies of water are my veins, my blood, my life. When you cloud my veins with your pollution, you suffocate me.

I want you to see the planet that your ancestors fell in love with, and I want us to be together for a long time, so help me help you. I can give you fresh air to fuel your lungs, clean water so that you can stay healthy, and an entirely new outlook on life itself. I can help to prevent the spread of disease and illness among you, my beloved inhabitants, but you need to give me the proper resources.

Take a moment to stop and think about what you're doing to me.

Is it worth it?

Would you be so bold as to risk killing me?

If I go, you go. There may be new technologies to send you to my neighboring planets, but there will never be any possible way to get you all off of me.

It won't happen; not any time soon, at least.

And what's the thinking? Go to a new planet and destroy that one too?

Will you ever learn and realize that we will all keep dying until you make a change?

My life is in your hands and yours only. What are you going to do about it?

I love you, but it's time to make a decision before it's too late.

Truly and sincerely,

Earth