endlessly searching a purposeful way of making sure that my brain doesn't overtake myself totally
With gentle whispers of the wind, I bid you farewell, until our words dance again,
Touching my cold feet to your warm ones
People write things in letters they would never say in person. They permit themselves to write down feelings and observations using emotional syntax far more intimate and powerful than speech will allow.
| Alice Steinbach
I miss you deeply, unfathomably, senselessly, terribly.
| Franz Kafka, Letters to Milena