love letters you will never read

a love letter you will never read

I have stopped waiting for a reply back from you. But I still write to you. I always find myself writing a piece of my heart, on paper. This is one, too. I tell you about you, the things only I notice. Like the way your eyes melt into eclipses in the sun. Or the way your face lights up when you smile. I tell you about the way I feel, regardless of whether it be contented or downcast. I tell you about the way you make me feel, the way I fall even more deeply in love than I already was. How the whole world, for me, stops in the moment. I tell you a lot of things. I tell you everything.
But I receive no replies.
So I have stopped waiting for a reply back from you. Because all my letters, all of them, never reach you. I write love letters with an addressee, an address, enveloped and stamped... but they never reach the postbox.

I write love letters you will never read.

— nada