Love letter

I decided to write an introduction to the beautiful confession after all.I don't believe it.Not anymore.Nevertheless,naively,but rationally I...observe...You cannot avoid it.It's everywhere,so perfectly represented on Lumiére's biggest worldwide lie.I torture myself voluntarily.Nothing has the same charm as before.Oh,old Cinderella times...Kids should be warned of this lies.It's a lie.For a moment maybe I try to fool myself,and just say "But...still...maybe...",then I remember and I...I read this beautiful letter but after I'm done "Yeah,not gonna happen".At least not nowadays.Now everything is more superficial, direct,in a banal and degrading way, and more like a business.It makes me sick only watching a similar scene.Maybe the true meaning of the word got lost somewhere on the way to this century...But then I wonder what am I doing here?...I always said I should have been born in another époque... Everything,now...I don't want it...not like this...for what?to be like the others;better off.This letter is a proof that this things don't happen anymore(that's why I wanted to immortalize it.It worth even be framed)...a lie...A lie I don't want to sanctify anymore.

Beethoven--Good morning, on July 7
'Though still in bed, my thoughts go out to you, my Immortal Beloved, now and then joyfully, then sadly, waiting to learn whether or not fate will hear us - I can live only wholly with you or not at all …Yes, I am resolved to wander so long away from you until I can fly to your arms and say that I am really at home with you, and can send my soul unwrapped in you into the land of spirits - Yes, unhappily it must be so - You will be the more contained since you know my fidelity to you. No one else can ever possess my heart - never - never - Oh God, why must one be parted from one whom one so loves. And yet my life in V is now a wretched life - Your love makes me at once the happiest and the unhappiest of men - At my age I need a steady, quiet life - can that be so in our connection? My angel, I have just been told that the mail coach goes every day - therefore I must close at once so that you may receive the letter at once - Be calm, only by a calm consideration of our existence can we achieve our purpose to live together - Be calm - love me - today - yesterday - what tearful longings for you - you - you - my life - my all - farewell. Oh continue to love me - never misjudge the most faithful heart of your beloved.
ever thine
ever mine
ever ours'
‘Adieu, you whom I love a thousand times.’ (Goethe)