THOUGHTS: When did Love Letters Die?

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When did love letters die? When did the craftsmanship of words faded? When did pouring out your feelings into black and white
became a few punches of letters in our phones? I would give any day to receive any letter like this.

You fear, sometimes I do not love you so much as you wish?

My dear girl, I love you ever and ever without reserve.

The more I have known you the more have I loved. I every way, – even in my jealousies have been agonies of love,
in the hottest fit I ever had I would have died for you. You are always new
The last of your kisses was ever the sweetest, the last smile the brightest, the last movement the gracefullest.

When you passed by my window home yesterday, I was filled with as much admiration as if I had then seen you for the first time.
Even if you did not love me, I could not help an entire devotion to you,
how much more deeply then must I feel for you knowing you love me.

I never felt my mind repose upon anything with complete and undistracted enjoyment — upon no person but you.
When you are in the room, my thoughts never fly out of the window, you always concentrate my whole senses.

John Keats to Fanny Brawne

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