love letters

remember around this time of year I went out of state? you wrote me love letters every day.. and soon the days turned into months, soon the months had turned to half year. each day you sent a letter. a letter of love that would bring tears but not tears of sadness but tears of joy and to this day I still read them, reminiscing of all the times you would call and asked if I received them love letters if they're made out of love why do I hate them so much ? is it because all the ones received are from you or is it because no one writes them like you ....