Romance is not dead. It has just changed transport: now it flies on airplanes.

💌 When a letter is more than just words
Letters smell.
Of old wood from a post office. Of wet asphalt in a foreign city. Or, if you're lucky, of their perfume.

When a person writes you a letter, it's as if time slows down a little.
In the world of instant messaging, this is an act of care.
He sat down, thought, chose his words, maybe crossed out a couple.
He put a piece of himself into it.

And you hold in your hands not just a piece of paper,
but evidence that you are important to someone.

🌍 Love at a distance: not an obstacle, but a decoration
He is in Brazil.
She is in Ukraine.
And there is an ocean between them. And time zones. And the impossibility of a quick hug.

But between them there is correspondence, a smile, a video at sunset, a postcard with a view of Rio.

Their love is a route. It is a journey.
She learns to brew his favorite coffee.
He records voice messages in her language.
They fall in love - not in spite of the distance, but through it.

📬 A postcard from Paris. A ticket from Vienna. A napkin from Istanbul.
These are not just souvenirs.
These are parts of history.
She keeps the ticket from their first flight - he remembers how he first saw her at the airport, in a dress and with trembling hands.

Each postcard is a mini-confession:

"Here I was thinking about you. Here I missed you next to me. Here I decided - I'll fly."

🧳 Suitcase of love: how romance travels
Love at a distance is not fed by habit.
It is fed by the desire to be close, no matter what.
Each letter, each postcard is like another step towards each other.

And at some point - bam!
And you are no longer holding the letter - you are holding the hand of the one who wrote it.

❤️ Where you are - there is my address
The modern world gives us a chance:
we can fall in love with a person we would never have met before.
We can send love by mail, by plane and halfway around the world.

And romance is still alive.
It just slightly... drifted apart.