It didn't reach you

Your address number didn't change The same address to which I sent my letter But I didn't stop writing I still finished reading each of the sentences aloud before sending the letters This day I send my last letter But It didn't reach you Instead the letter came back to me The cover didn't changed I was afraid to open since I knew you wouldn't reply I took a wild guess It must be the postman I already decided that this will be the last letter I will wrote today And for each everyday I won't bother to hold a pen But, when my feet itch to reach you