today I sealed a letter. the words put on paper. with
meanings. I choosed the best paper to buy. the girl in the
shop helped me. I wrote it down, than printed it, and wrote
it down again on that special paper. I decided to write with
a pancil. I don't know why. I just did. and I wrote you
alot. things about me. about you and me. things you
shouldn't know, not now. that's what I thought. but now I
know it doesn't matter. what are words. how can I send you
my thoughts inside an envelope? no matter which paper I
choose. no matter if I write with a pencil or with a pen. no
matter if I write or not. I will never be able to make you
know. not like this. there are things which can't be put
into words. just cant. I want to see you. I need to see you.
and I will. if you let me. and if you let yourself be seen.
please.
Ido. |