Routine Love: You love each other. It’s just a fact. There’s this cozy comfort in this person. ‘Routine’ sounds like it’s a bad thing, but it’s really not. It’s simplicity. There’s no questioning.
Love & Romance
She replays the moments you spend together over and over in her head. She counts down the time until she gets to see you again. When she thinks about you, she can’t help but find a smile slowly spreading across her face.
Our romance isn’t about building a novel-worthy tale for others to gawk at. Our romance, our love story, isn’t about impressing upon others the obviousness of our love.
Her passion for her career, her relationships, and her life as a whole is attractive. The fact that she knows her worth is attractive.
Not everyone is brave enough to be vulnerable. Not everyone tries again and again. But she does.
Because you’re flawed and human and never too proud to admit when you’re wrong.
Love is waking up laughing in his bed. After your first night together, just kissing and laughing and nothing mattered.
Even the shortest text to you would be like opening a door and letting you back into my life. It would be like admitting that I missed you more than you missed me. It would be like handing you my heart and giving you the chance to hurt me all over again.
She’s the type of girl that claims she’s fine even though she’s dying inside.
You’re single, because you refuse to accept compliments. You refuse to believe that anyone could find you attractive.