She always thought he was a mystery. From the day they first met, and even now when they were in a relationship. He never said much, but she liked to think that his actions spoke more than his voice ever would. And she didn’t mind it at all.She would do the talking while he would listen. He would show his love for her in the bouquet of flowers she always found when she woke up in the morning.But for some reason, things just didn’t seem right to her anymore. Their relationship was enough.But she wanted more than enough.  Tip of the iceberg: Figure of speech. Only the part of something that can be easily observed, but not the rest of it, which is hidden. (Referring to the fact that the majority of an iceberg is below the surface of the water)  ForewordHello! This is my entry for The Sky is the Limit Writing Contest Round 2: Subround 2. The prompts I used were:2. "Even if the whole world and all my friends misunderstand me, I won’t explain. I know what I’m doing." – Tao4. "Because there’s nothing more beautiful than the way the ocean refuses to stop kissing the shore line, no matter how many times it’s sent away." – Sarah Kay