In a world where the existence of ‘true love’ is highly doubted, I put on a front as if I do not give a damn whether or not it does, but desperately cling to the hope that it could be.
We may never know where our paths will take us but one thing’s for sure, this time; we will never go to places that we used to go to alone.
Let’s break the stereotype that men aren’t romantically inclined. Men find romance in simple, everyday displays of love and appreciation – and food.
I want us to be exclusive like Pikachu and Ash, so please don’t be a Brock and flirt with every Nurse Joy in pallet town.
“I love watching her sleep in the morning, bonus points if she’s drooling.”
You’ll each take turns surprising each other with little treats and finding reasons to celebrate each other.
I’m a hopeful romantic because I refuse to believe romance is dead. I’m a hopeful romantic because I know love isn’t a hopeless cause to fight for.
And at some point, the desperate desire to call the other person whenever we have good news (or whenever we fail) will fade. But I hope the door to each other’s lives never fully closes. Because even though the timing wasn’t right, I know we were.
Outline her lips with your fingers. Caress her cheeks with your palm.
Positivity. The great thing about the sun being out more often than not is that it really does boost your mood. Allow that positivity to run through you and influence your day in a good way as often as possible.