There is this website I stumbled across last year called “I Wrote This For You” and now and then I will repost a particular passage or post of theirs that stands out to me.
The following is one of them. I find their posts…simple and profound. It literally does feel like every now and then they write to me alone and sometimes I want to share that feeling with others. Here you go.
And I’m sorry if I haven’t written to you in a while. It’s just that life gets in the way of living. It’s just that my fingers were stuck together. It’s just that all the paper in the world caught fire.
You’ll forgive me if I haven’t written in a while. It’s just that all the envelopes made love to dragonflies and now, we cannot bring them down. It’s just that time stopped ticking. It’s just that all the ink ran clear.
My apologies if I haven’t written in a while. It’s just that words ran out of letters (these are the last in the bag). It’s just that language isn’t perfect. It’s just, me.