the air sizzled, like potatoes in the fryer. there was pink in the trees and pink in the roses and pink in the sky, and the winds were full of fire. their lips never touched.
I am madly in love with a boy and he loves me too..im talking to him right now through the computer and thank god for technoloigy we met at BAND CAMP we met through music we met through music. I love him..I dont know what I would be…Music took us to each other and we love each other and we are young…it wills last
i see france right now. the long boulevards. La provence. The lavender fields everywhere. I want to be there right now. I cant stand being here in boring old washington.
West Side Story and Romeo and Juliet. I think the idea of love in these is perhaps the most ridiculous and least romantic thing possible. There is no getting to know one another, simply lust. Clearly, nothing but lust can be determined in that short of a time. Romance is much different than everything being perfect as everyone assumes.
Romantic. I already did romantic. This must just be the word of the day and not a never ending supply of words whenever you want them. I’ll have to come back tomorrow. Because I think I covered everything I can on romantic. Perhaps I could stand to be a little more romantic…
Is something I don’t know if I am very good at. I like when people are romantic with me… I think, if they are the right person and the right kind of romantic. Maybe the right kind of romantic for me isn’t what people typically want in romantic.
Is it really romantic to have a huge misunderstanding right in the middle of your great love story? Is it really romantic, to have a couple who is moving along so well split up and pine for each other for twenty minutes, only to have them get back together the way you knew they would?
romantic…something my hubby is not. Loving. Supporting. But so not romantic. Occasionally he does things that surprise me…like flowers and chocolates for our anniversary.
Its all about love. I mean, being like this, means that you love everything about love. Like, movies where the couples kiss. where they, know wolrd wants to tear them apart, but THEY LOVEE EACH OTHERRR! It all bout love.ALLL
My boyfriend is romantic. Or rather, I know he can be. As of now, he hasn’t exactly done lots of romantic things. But like, I know that he’s going to propose to me in a very romantic wway and I am so excited. I am so happy that he wants me. I don’t know how I got so lucky. I really don’t. He’s perfect.
Being romantic is something overrated. I can’t be romantic because I lost the ability how to. Other people ruined the romance for me. Love is like that too. Something overrated. That’s all.
I want to swoon, I want to give in. But I can’t I simply can’t. Do I really love you? I don’t know. I want to be swept away by a breeze and that look in your eyes; I want it more than I’ve wanted anything in my entire life. But how can I love you when I don’t even know how to love myself? How do I love? What does that even mean?
People say it’s romantic when a boy brings a girl flowers when they start seeing each other but flowers die as does romance. While it’s nice to be romantic, romance fades with time.
I hate guys that are overly romantic. They make me sick because they take things way to seriously. They become clingy and overprotective and in general just nuisances. It really bugs me.
When your in that mood and you just want to sit around the fire or cuddle up with some one you love. If you’re truly in the mood and no one is there, you may feel sad or depressed
Romeo and Juliet, how they were star- crossed lovers and they were doomed to fail and they died in the end yet everyone considers their tail to be a romantic one.
romantic is not a word i would use to describe you. its not a word i would use to describe me either, so i think we’re okay. just dont remind me how i much i wish we were different.
oh baby I am the most romantiacal man that you are going to meet on land i will romance you by hand..this very fine day i will say things to you in a way that will have you call me a catalyst for romantic ..you will lay down with me becuase you will not be able to stand it..the way that I am romantic.
everyone wishes that their life would be as romantic as the people in movies’. some were less willing to admit it than others, but everyone wanted it in some way or another. being kissed in the rain, cooing love songs to each other, being comforted and held in times of need–why wouldn’t anyone like it? but people forget that there’s a story behind the scenes, where romance is dead and hate comes alive, and real life just really isn’t romantic.
I have always considered myself a romantic, if not a romantic. Romance to me is the glorification of something as near perfect even when is less than perfect.
the way my boyfriend used to be when we first met. i’d never met someone so romantic before. he would write me the sweetest letters and say things that i’d never heard anyone say before…he’s italian, maybe that’s why. after i moved to italy we started having tons of problems, and he no longer acts that way with me. romantic..romance…something that fades…it can’t last, and we can’t expect it to last, but it’s nice while we have it, and it’s something that we won’t forget.
romance is a broken record. you are a broken record. i think that’s why romance is ruined for me now. im sick of you talking about it. what more could you have to hope for? what more do i have to believe in? not romance at least.
I am not a romantic. You don’t love me like I thought you did. I lost all faith in you, I lost all faith in love. I am not a romantic. Fuck you. Fuck romance. Fuck everything about this whole situation.
It was so romantic. candles in the windows. roses in little glass vases on the table. A soft, lilting song on the stereo. The two of us, gazing into eachother’s eyes. sitting,
And so she said to me that she didn’t know exactly what I was doing. Sitting there smoking in the dark, I said I didn’t know either. She kissed me. She wouldn’t let me touch her. It was cold out and all I wanted was to know anything at all but I couldn’t and there was just wind and her lips and the cigarette burning down between my fingers. This was life, then.
The air was romantic. Cheesy. Tense. But romantic all the same. I closed my eyes as he kissed me awkwardly. Not story book. Not at all. But I loved it.
Romance. A word that brings up love. Romance isn’t “Babe” or calling her sexy. Romance is kissing in the rain. Romance is the infamous giving-her-a-jacket-when-she’s-cold. Romance is real.
i don`t think that I’m a romantic but I wish that I could be one. Every girl wants her boyfriend to be a romantic but they should only wish for them to love them because that is what matters most.
Romantic- psh. This doesn’t exist. At least, not in the way they think. But /I/ know what romance is.
Romance is making soup at ten thirty on a rainy friday night and sharing it with her.
Romance is going to the park and playing on the swings.
Romance is holding hands with her, just because.
Romance is not caring when they stare at me cause I’m holding hands with another girl.
I really need someone romantic in my life. I have been without it for FAR too long. I guess it is kind of my fault. I just get so awkward around new people, so I never get to meet anyone. I really need to step out of this weird stage I’m in, and go out and get some romance.
It wasn’t really romantic, when he kissed me. It was kind of awkward, especially after he asked me if it was weird. But it was nice. Being in his arms was romantic. The way he gripped me and held me close was romantic in a way that I hadn’t felt in a long time. The situation was the least romantic in the world, but the kiss was romantic beyond belief.
The sound of her voice was beautiful. The kind of thing a romantic like me always thought about. The gentle raspy timbre of a lovers voice. I careened, my soul crashing, my heart exploding the instant she opened her mouth to utter that one tiny word: “Hi.”
Romantic- Having to do with love.
Nicholas Sparks is very romantic. A little too romantic for my taste. Though the Notebook was a great movie and so was A Walk to Remember. But I still wouldn’t like to read his books very much. Too cheesy.
She tells me she loves it when I’m romantic, but I don’t know when that is. I only react to the feelings I have when I’m around her, so if in-turn, that makes my actions seem romantic, then it’s just too easy
I saw the rose on the table in meiddle of a thousand white roses and i thought it was so romantic! I could hardly believe that he would do such a thing. At that moment i decided I was in love.
Does it always have to relate to people? A vine that creeps up the side of a house. The way a flower grows. A familiar dog that greet you.
the air sizzled, like potatoes in the fryer. there was pink in the trees and pink in the roses and pink in the sky, and the winds were full of fire. their lips never touched.
I am madly in love with a boy and he loves me too..im talking to him right now through the computer and thank god for technoloigy we met at BAND CAMP we met through music we met through music. I love him..I dont know what I would be…Music took us to each other and we love each other and we are young…it wills last
i see france right now. the long boulevards. La provence. The lavender fields everywhere. I want to be there right now. I cant stand being here in boring old washington.
flowers on your door step
a kiss before you go inside
holding hands in front of everyone
and never ever wanting to let go
West Side Story and Romeo and Juliet. I think the idea of love in these is perhaps the most ridiculous and least romantic thing possible. There is no getting to know one another, simply lust. Clearly, nothing but lust can be determined in that short of a time. Romance is much different than everything being perfect as everyone assumes.
Romantic. I already did romantic. This must just be the word of the day and not a never ending supply of words whenever you want them. I’ll have to come back tomorrow. Because I think I covered everything I can on romantic. Perhaps I could stand to be a little more romantic…
Is something I don’t know if I am very good at. I like when people are romantic with me… I think, if they are the right person and the right kind of romantic. Maybe the right kind of romantic for me isn’t what people typically want in romantic.
Is it really romantic to have a huge misunderstanding right in the middle of your great love story? Is it really romantic, to have a couple who is moving along so well split up and pine for each other for twenty minutes, only to have them get back together the way you knew they would?
romantic…something my hubby is not. Loving. Supporting. But so not romantic. Occasionally he does things that surprise me…like flowers and chocolates for our anniversary.
Its all about love. I mean, being like this, means that you love everything about love. Like, movies where the couples kiss. where they, know wolrd wants to tear them apart, but THEY LOVEE EACH OTHERRR! It all bout love.ALLL
My boyfriend is romantic. Or rather, I know he can be. As of now, he hasn’t exactly done lots of romantic things. But like, I know that he’s going to propose to me in a very romantic wway and I am so excited. I am so happy that he wants me. I don’t know how I got so lucky. I really don’t. He’s perfect.
Being romantic is something overrated. I can’t be romantic because I lost the ability how to. Other people ruined the romance for me. Love is like that too. Something overrated. That’s all.
I want to swoon, I want to give in. But I can’t I simply can’t. Do I really love you? I don’t know. I want to be swept away by a breeze and that look in your eyes; I want it more than I’ve wanted anything in my entire life. But how can I love you when I don’t even know how to love myself? How do I love? What does that even mean?
People say it’s romantic when a boy brings a girl flowers when they start seeing each other but flowers die as does romance. While it’s nice to be romantic, romance fades with time.
I hate guys that are overly romantic. They make me sick because they take things way to seriously. They become clingy and overprotective and in general just nuisances. It really bugs me.
When your in that mood and you just want to sit around the fire or cuddle up with some one you love. If you’re truly in the mood and no one is there, you may feel sad or depressed
No romance compares to the one you have for yourself.
Romeo and Juliet, how they were star- crossed lovers and they were doomed to fail and they died in the end yet everyone considers their tail to be a romantic one.
romantic is not a word i would use to describe you. its not a word i would use to describe me either, so i think we’re okay. just dont remind me how i much i wish we were different.
oh baby I am the most romantiacal man that you are going to meet on land i will romance you by hand..this very fine day i will say things to you in a way that will have you call me a catalyst for romantic ..you will lay down with me becuase you will not be able to stand it..the way that I am romantic.
everyone wishes that their life would be as romantic as the people in movies’. some were less willing to admit it than others, but everyone wanted it in some way or another. being kissed in the rain, cooing love songs to each other, being comforted and held in times of need–why wouldn’t anyone like it? but people forget that there’s a story behind the scenes, where romance is dead and hate comes alive, and real life just really isn’t romantic.
I have always considered myself a romantic, if not a romantic. Romance to me is the glorification of something as near perfect even when is less than perfect.
the way my boyfriend used to be when we first met. i’d never met someone so romantic before. he would write me the sweetest letters and say things that i’d never heard anyone say before…he’s italian, maybe that’s why. after i moved to italy we started having tons of problems, and he no longer acts that way with me. romantic..romance…something that fades…it can’t last, and we can’t expect it to last, but it’s nice while we have it, and it’s something that we won’t forget.
romance is a broken record. you are a broken record. i think that’s why romance is ruined for me now. im sick of you talking about it. what more could you have to hope for? what more do i have to believe in? not romance at least.
I am not a romantic. You don’t love me like I thought you did. I lost all faith in you, I lost all faith in love. I am not a romantic. Fuck you. Fuck romance. Fuck everything about this whole situation.
It was so romantic. candles in the windows. roses in little glass vases on the table. A soft, lilting song on the stereo. The two of us, gazing into eachother’s eyes. sitting,
And so she said to me that she didn’t know exactly what I was doing. Sitting there smoking in the dark, I said I didn’t know either. She kissed me. She wouldn’t let me touch her. It was cold out and all I wanted was to know anything at all but I couldn’t and there was just wind and her lips and the cigarette burning down between my fingers. This was life, then.
The air was romantic. Cheesy. Tense. But romantic all the same. I closed my eyes as he kissed me awkwardly. Not story book. Not at all. But I loved it.
dancing and twirling in his arms, it was a dream it must be.
a dream where he loved me in return for all the love i constantly gave him
Romance. A word that brings up love. Romance isn’t “Babe” or calling her sexy. Romance is kissing in the rain. Romance is the infamous giving-her-a-jacket-when-she’s-cold. Romance is real.
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i don`t think that I’m a romantic but I wish that I could be one. Every girl wants her boyfriend to be a romantic but they should only wish for them to love them because that is what matters most.
Romantic- psh. This doesn’t exist. At least, not in the way they think. But /I/ know what romance is.
Romance is making soup at ten thirty on a rainy friday night and sharing it with her.
Romance is going to the park and playing on the swings.
Romance is holding hands with her, just because.
Romance is not caring when they stare at me cause I’m holding hands with another girl.
I really need someone romantic in my life. I have been without it for FAR too long. I guess it is kind of my fault. I just get so awkward around new people, so I never get to meet anyone. I really need to step out of this weird stage I’m in, and go out and get some romance.
It wasn’t really romantic, when he kissed me. It was kind of awkward, especially after he asked me if it was weird. But it was nice. Being in his arms was romantic. The way he gripped me and held me close was romantic in a way that I hadn’t felt in a long time. The situation was the least romantic in the world, but the kiss was romantic beyond belief.
The sound of her voice was beautiful. The kind of thing a romantic like me always thought about. The gentle raspy timbre of a lovers voice. I careened, my soul crashing, my heart exploding the instant she opened her mouth to utter that one tiny word: “Hi.”
Romantic- Having to do with love.
Nicholas Sparks is very romantic. A little too romantic for my taste. Though the Notebook was a great movie and so was A Walk to Remember. But I still wouldn’t like to read his books very much. Too cheesy.
She tells me she loves it when I’m romantic, but I don’t know when that is. I only react to the feelings I have when I’m around her, so if in-turn, that makes my actions seem romantic, then it’s just too easy
I saw the rose on the table in meiddle of a thousand white roses and i thought it was so romantic! I could hardly believe that he would do such a thing. At that moment i decided I was in love.