Unsent letters...

Well, the person (if any), who follows my blog, must have noticed that recently I changed its name. I guess I owe an explanation... First of who is that anonymous "you-know-who", actually to be frank, I had someone on my mind, it is not the point, point is letter we write and never send, letter, which could have changed our lives...

Have you ever did that ? Mustn't be in written form... you just think or write or draw something you plan to say to person, but you come face to face... some stupid, same words you say everyday... and than you leave and again, and again... you think of divine speeches. So, question is why? Why we do that ? Just give it a shot say it! You have nothing to lose, no one was ever sued for sincerity... plus what you gonna say is huge, is great and beautiful... These moments I hate myself, I blame people for their RULES of communication... But, hell, it doesn't matter whose fault it is now. Was it education, social pressure... anyway now it is part of me, boring phrases, feel separated by miles from someone you can touch... I know it is all me, and I hate myself for that. They say in most important moments you don't have to talk, it is all in the eyes... I protest, why we need our tongues ? if not to express out feelings... if not to speak out for our souls ? Was we given it just to feel taste and to ask our way to one more infamous Stamboulean district?
No, we must talk about what is really important for us, we must write about it, even if nobody will ever read what we wrote, nobody will ever hear our speech... May be it is just a stupid idea, stupid psychological complex, to leave impact on the world, to make difference... May be and probably i care much more about it than the addressee... But I will write these letters until I have courage to hang them over. Letter which haven't been sent when they were supposed to be sent.