Letters

Posted: July 4, 2012 in communication, delights, Emotions, quotes, Randoms, Weirdness

To send a letter is a good way to go somewhere without moving anything but your heart.

Phyllis Theroux

Because I remember, when I was a little kid I used to write letters. To no body, to unknowns, to myself… Just because I craved writing. Just because my heart ached every time I couldn’t let something out. Every time I go back to my parent’s place, I check them. Plenty, they are. And I laugh… at how terribly cute and innocent they were.

And right now, I still write. Not letters, but blog posts. Because it takes me to a different world, my own perfectly random world where I choose to spill myself, and my emotions.

I’ll still write you letters. In my head. In my heart.
I’ll still send you letters, so subtle. Between the lines.

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Comments
  1. meezletoe says:

    Reblogged this on Easily Distracted and commented:
    I should write letters. I’ll write left-handed letters, hehe.

  2. Rana says:

    Haha Wouldn’t make that much of a difference really 😛

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