Romance is no substitute for love.
Chocolates and flowers are all well and good. They make your heart flutter, your breath quicken, your dreams true.
But Love.
That deep, lasting, abiding love. It does not depend on anything. It sustains without the chocolates, the flowers, even without the dreams.
Romance is long drives and endless nights.
Love is a quick trip to buy bread and milk and eggs. Talking over what the boss said today at work, and falling asleep exhausted side by side because tomorrow is a weekday.
Romance is a picnic by the riverside. Fluted glasses. Finger sandwiches, mints, and lazy evenings.
Love is fried chicken and potato salad. Paper cups, runny noses, and baby tears.
Romance shows itself everyday in so many ways.
Love simply IS.

















Comments
--
Be civil..no verbal abuse, no spam.
--
If you don't read, you are stupid.
--
..............!
--
If you don't read, you are stupid.
--
Every song has an end but that's no reason not to enjoy the music...
--
If you don't read, you are stupid.
Previous PageNext Page