my idea of romance is this. talk. talk some more. be quiet together. kiss. talk even more. make love. talk, talk, be quiet. talk about anything.
conversations are important. conversations not about any particular thing. or just one thing. i want desultory conversations, and comfortable silences.
at the end of the day, we promise each other to talk some more tomorrow. make love, have fun. until we’re too old to remember what the first conversation was, while we remember looking at each other and thinking how lucky we both are for ourselves and each other.
oh yes, i noticed, too. uncharacteristically, er, sappy. hahaha. this is me. deal with it.