I write you letters all the times,
They are letters, unsent, from my heart
I hide them under my pillow,
Unable to tear them to shreds.

I rewrite coded sentences instead,
And wrap 'em as gifts.
You don't realize even then,
That there are meanings
Behind the alphabets.

You never really see beyond,
My warm smiles and cheeky words.
I know cos' it's my doing,
And I'll have to live with it.

But do not resent me when,
You finally decode,
My encrypted mails.


© dh_irah