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I remember the days of a red heart-shaped box
Whose Valentine candy replaced with some rocks
I collected when I used to walk hand in hand
With a boy years ago in the cold Newport sand
Add to that dried petals from a pink rose
And a white lace corsage with silk ribbons and bows
A couple of tickets from late movie shows
But the thing I hold on to, the thing I miss most
Nostalgia for lined paper and black ball point pen
The white out, the cross out, the careful reshaping
Of letters, I’d hold them and take them to bed with me
But now the love letters are written electronically
Never mind using cursive or stationery
I can’t name one person who still writes to me
The spiral bound pages folded inconspicuously
Nostalgia for lined paper and black ball point pen
The white out, the cross out, the careful reshaping
Of letters, I wonder how he forms his capital “T”
Now that love letters are written electronically
And what about the craft?
Penmanship doesn’t matter anymore
These words that he’s chosen, so beautiful
That I’m moved to tears
So these words he’s composed I remembered to save
So they won’t get deleted after 30 days
I could print a hard copy but it’s just not the same
And I’m not sure if I even know where that box is anyway
Nostalgia for lined paper and black ball point pen
The white out, the cross out, the careful reshaping
Of letters, oh these are the things that I wish I could see
Now that love letters are written electronically
