I decided to write to you , rather than nothing .. Rather than sit there like that, in silence. I tell you : I am honestly , seriously tried to silence, I donned one slips into a garment , I am delivered as one accepts a penalty . I did first for me, you are not mistaken , it was a selfish choice, even if it cost me . In fact , I thought it would save me . But do not say nothing saves finally say that I, it did not save me . I think he broke a little more in sadness , grief . To be quite honest, it devastated me because it is full of images, silence , memories impossible to hunt, such as intrusive flies revolve around the face, we are trying away with large arm movements , and always come back. And then , in the silence , we are defenseless assaults are just more hurtful . So now I try words , it can not be worse. Who knows if , talking, I will not relieve me of the pain packed ? A little. Why do you write to you, will you tell me ? But because words without addressee are not really words . Unheeded , they lose . It is as if they had never existed. Is to write to wind, desert, into the abyss. If no one listens to me, it seems better to keep quiet. Someone should listen. And who better than you? Yes , who better than you? Ill call you by your first name . ................................... . I can not say, My love, or oncoming things, all these silly expressions we use without perceiving the ridiculous and that repeats at the point of depriving them of their meaning. Youd be embarrassed if I said : My love, anyway. You pretend that I m not healed. A confession : I am not cured. But patients should have the elegance of not upset the healthy , they are grateful to conceal their evil.
Posted on: Tue, 26 Nov 2013 11:48:35 +0000
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