If you don’t feel the love, why do you put ‘with love’ in the end of a letter? Nobody likes to end a letter with an awkward silence and a lifeless signature, showing no traces of love or care or recognition. Nobody wants to be the heartless one that throws an abrupt closure right at someone else’s face. A letter with no proper closure is like slapping. Slapping across the face in the middle of a busy street. Is there no good way of saying goodbye? If there is no good way of ending things why bother starting things in the first place?
With love, with love, is it some kind of a sarcasm that I cannot comprehend? Why don’t you write with hatred, with pains, with fury, with impatience or better yet, with indifference? “With love” is an oxymoron in a perfunctory letter. It’s a petty expression devoid of its literal connotation. When you put “with love” in the letter you are not being honest with yourself. But who cares about being true to oneself? This world is deceitful and full of vice. You put “with love” in the end of letter but could you please please please tell me, where is the love?
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