Uhm. Sitting on the sidewalk in front of the school, while he stands there in his awkward tweed jacket playing the crap out of his sax, stealing a sip of his diet coke.
Whats funny is, the word actually was in tune with my thoughts today.
Jazz
romantic is kind of a ugly word…just saying
mantic reminds you of a maniac
and lets face it, maniacs are never good news.
My husband isn’t very romantic. He used to be. But not as much anymore. He hangs out with his phone more than anything. We actually are sitting next to each other right now, each on our laptops. His lack of romance doesn’t inspire me to be romantic. It is sad. We need to find the romance again because we are becoming old and boring. And we are young! What gives!!
melissa
It was late in the afternoon. I held my arms over myself as my teeth chattered constantly. I should have been wearing a jacket. Maybe it was possible that I could be wearing his jacket? I could…but I wasn’t physically romantic enough for him. I walked home, tracing the length of my shadow under the dim street lights ;If only I could learn to be romantic, maybe I would be able to wear my date’s jacket. Maybe they would not be so creeped out by me
Romantic means the type of person who is willing to think of an inspiring night out, just because they love love. They love to woo others, and in turn love to be wooed. Sometimes the romantic wants something out of the deal, but in the end they are the kind of person to fall in love with. Always charismatic and lovely. I can think of one boy that I met in high school. he knew all the right things to say. He had the class, the lines, and the moves. It was all wonderful. One day that boy decided that he wanted to date me. It was amazing. He brought me chocolates, flowers, but did not have his own car so I had to drive. As I began to find out, the romantic is a very shallow person who has no interest in anything other than romance. There is so much more to live than love and this type of person just doesn’t see that. Someday I hope to find a romantic who is caring but until then, I search the world for someone that I can love. As a romantic, though, I know that it will be difficult, and that most will not love me. Just as I cannot love them.
C Gray
romantic. flowers and candy and going to dinner with candles. ryan does romantic things sometimes but i like him because he doesnt do it all the time. i dont really like romantic things. they seem corny and forced to me. but i love chocolate. chocolate is romantic. and wine. and strawberries. and someone saying they love you
dani bommarito
Rose petals spread on the bed, chocolates in a heart box, dinner, movie, someone who understands you, someone willing to compromise with you, love, fun.
Lindsey Adams
i’m not romantic. far from it, actually. i have no interest in romance. i don’t want to swept off my feet, take a stroll on the beach, or watch the sun set. none of those things interest me. what interests me are the fun things in life. the things that you can only do once before they lose their appeal. those are the things that matter most.
She makes me a romantic. Her smile, her laugh, the way her eyes sparkle when she says something brilliant. Her humbleness of her greatness and the ability to bring others world view to my oh so close mind. She is all wrapped up in this soft, sexy skin that I can’t stop touching.
Romance is what I’m looking for in life. It is the wind beneath a relationship’s wings, the thing that keeps it going. A romantic is scary and unpredictable, but that’s the way love should be. Crazy and emotional and wonderful all at the same time.
Clara K-Licata
A synthesis of joy and passion. The word of true love. The courting. The chase. The laughter. The tears. The times when you step up to your roles as a man and woman.
T. Fong
Have only encountered it briefly in the course of my entire life.
Is this romantic?
Is this love?
God fucking dammit it better not be.
There’s no spaghetti dinners, or nose touching.
There’s not even kissing in the rain.
Only your body all over mine.
Ali Holmes
A simple I love you seemed romantic back then, when you said it for the first time, but now that I love you seems to have vanished and has been replaced by a “how was work today?”. Although I know the love is still there, why aren’t things like they used to be, romantic?
the day was romantic. the sun shined, the birds sang. the waves shimmered. and the song of the world rose on the tide like hope in the human heart. that was all. nothing else was needed to make life better. she was all alone, and didn’t even want anyone else with her. so she looked into the blue sky and laughed. and the sun laughed back.
Shelby
A bone-chilling moment. She grasped for her sweater, blindly, sensually. To her surprise, her hand fingered his. There he was, again. Romance. All the old feelings flooding back.
the idea of being romantic doesn’t appeal to me. but i understand why it intrigues people. i don’t know why i shy away from it. probably because being romantic when i was younger didn’t get me anywhere.
kaorita
He swept her off her feet. Blowing kisses through the wind, she disappeared into the night air. Far. Further. Even further still. Love turned to death of desire, but an everlasting life of romance.
Kate
He is so far away, in the mountains with stars over his shoulders and they’re falling all around him. I wish I could sing his song.
“He’s romantic, isn’t he?” she said
“I wouldn’t know.” I said
nbd
It was quite romantic at what he’d done. Blood red orchids on the table, an array of ethnic cuisines and an illuminating candle-perfect for a candlelight dinner.
SJP
What is romance? I don’t know exactly. I just know that I want it. I just know that it has captivated my mind. I just know that I will find myself at the ends of the earth at the end of my life because I had spent it searching for what it is… And maybe that’ll be most romantic thing. That’ll be my romance.
nbd
Romance is a wonderful state of being. it reminds me of flowers and great food and a beautiful scenery and of course sharing this moment with the one you love so deeply.
Valerie
I am not very romantic. If anything, I have grown more cynical as the years go by. Some years ago I thought I would meet the right person and she would accept me as I was. Since then, so much has occurred in my life that I simply do not feel like sharing all of it.
Andres Rio
Why do they call us hopeless romantics? If anything, there’s nothing hopeless about being romantic. There’s this queer feeling of awkwardness, sure, and the occasional depression – but in the end, everything looks so much more vivid. A coffee holds a secret. A folk song looks bright red with passion. And everything – and everyone – is so beautiful.
Belinda Roddie
As Scott looks toward the bright earth suspended above their horizon, he is aware of a gentle reflected light that outlines their figures. The broad Atlantic Ocean is stippled by light patches, these must be large areas covered by clouds. Could that tiny white dot above the earth be the space research satellite? It’s hard to tell. But the backlighting on Hella’s breast that stops just above the nipple is beautiful.
romantic, schmantic. call me unorthodox, but i hate romance. maybe i’ve had a bad experience with it. maybe i’m used to my parents being all romantic, then going back to me and complaining about each other. yeah. well. i don’t want romance, and i certainly don’t need it. all i want is honesty. and maybe a six pack.
Romantic like a rotten garbage can, or possibly even a root canal. romanticism is more like it.
Keith Youngblood
Romance is dead. It is a culturally created concept to taunt and tease us. It never lasts because it is an idyllic principle that can never be maintained forever leaving us ultimately frustrated and resentful.
Jenna
a roman tic is like a greek tic, they both suck blood, and they both speak latin. also they are pretty much the same in every way. this is, of course, completely incorrect.
Naranll
It was a romantic evening as planned. But the reality was different. It just didn’t come off as planned. Everything went wrong. Including the limosine.
Kristy B
Romantic. What a peculiar word. It means different things to everyone. Some people are hopeless romantics who love romance novels and movies. Others are just romantic in general, and are the ones who have the perfect engagement scenario. Romantic.
Olivia
Oh my lover. He doesn’t know it, and he doesn’t know he’s my lover… But he is, and that’s what he does. what am i saying? ahhh. Romantic would be my daddy! to my mom… bringsw me floewrs! kisses me in the morning!!!! brings me breaky in bed! always wants to work things out with me. Husbands. The fair! eating competitions! s
Mich
I just did this word and it’s kinda annoying how I just got the word romantic and now I am typing about it again. So yeah Romantic, something
grace farrar
I wish I was a romantic. No wait, I am. I’m one hell of a romantic. I hate it sometimes, though, simply because I wish others would love me. No… I wish he would love me. I think he may like me, but it isn’t the same. One-sided loves hurt the most. But that’s just me. I tend to dwell on everything… everything that has to do with love; and being a “romantic”. It hurts. It hurts a lot.
Alyssa
Romantic, beach, love. I’m single for 16 years now, almost 17. Hopeless romantic. I just wish I could hold hands with a romantic guy. No love without romance. Mix between Rome and Antic. Not as fresh as it seems, more like steamy hot.
Sarah
Romance it kind of dead.
Who needs it anymore?
It’s not about the romance I think.
I think it’s about the love.
With love, who needs romance?
Mandii Smith
I’ve always wanted to be in a romantic relationship. Like the typical kind. Walks on the beach,
dates to the movies, cute little things like that. It’d be so nice to find someone to fulfill those desires with.
Cheyenne
unconditional love
and a kiss on the cheek
smiles in silence
and dances in the rain
Uhm. Sitting on the sidewalk in front of the school, while he stands there in his awkward tweed jacket playing the crap out of his sax, stealing a sip of his diet coke.
Whats funny is, the word actually was in tune with my thoughts today.
romantic is kind of a ugly word…just saying
mantic reminds you of a maniac
and lets face it, maniacs are never good news.
My husband isn’t very romantic. He used to be. But not as much anymore. He hangs out with his phone more than anything. We actually are sitting next to each other right now, each on our laptops. His lack of romance doesn’t inspire me to be romantic. It is sad. We need to find the romance again because we are becoming old and boring. And we are young! What gives!!
It was late in the afternoon. I held my arms over myself as my teeth chattered constantly. I should have been wearing a jacket. Maybe it was possible that I could be wearing his jacket? I could…but I wasn’t physically romantic enough for him. I walked home, tracing the length of my shadow under the dim street lights ;If only I could learn to be romantic, maybe I would be able to wear my date’s jacket. Maybe they would not be so creeped out by me
Romantic means the type of person who is willing to think of an inspiring night out, just because they love love. They love to woo others, and in turn love to be wooed. Sometimes the romantic wants something out of the deal, but in the end they are the kind of person to fall in love with. Always charismatic and lovely. I can think of one boy that I met in high school. he knew all the right things to say. He had the class, the lines, and the moves. It was all wonderful. One day that boy decided that he wanted to date me. It was amazing. He brought me chocolates, flowers, but did not have his own car so I had to drive. As I began to find out, the romantic is a very shallow person who has no interest in anything other than romance. There is so much more to live than love and this type of person just doesn’t see that. Someday I hope to find a romantic who is caring but until then, I search the world for someone that I can love. As a romantic, though, I know that it will be difficult, and that most will not love me. Just as I cannot love them.
romantic. flowers and candy and going to dinner with candles. ryan does romantic things sometimes but i like him because he doesnt do it all the time. i dont really like romantic things. they seem corny and forced to me. but i love chocolate. chocolate is romantic. and wine. and strawberries. and someone saying they love you
Rose petals spread on the bed, chocolates in a heart box, dinner, movie, someone who understands you, someone willing to compromise with you, love, fun.
i’m not romantic. far from it, actually. i have no interest in romance. i don’t want to swept off my feet, take a stroll on the beach, or watch the sun set. none of those things interest me. what interests me are the fun things in life. the things that you can only do once before they lose their appeal. those are the things that matter most.
She makes me a romantic. Her smile, her laugh, the way her eyes sparkle when she says something brilliant. Her humbleness of her greatness and the ability to bring others world view to my oh so close mind. She is all wrapped up in this soft, sexy skin that I can’t stop touching.
A glass of Riesling on a warm summer night.
Romance is what I’m looking for in life. It is the wind beneath a relationship’s wings, the thing that keeps it going. A romantic is scary and unpredictable, but that’s the way love should be. Crazy and emotional and wonderful all at the same time.
A synthesis of joy and passion. The word of true love. The courting. The chase. The laughter. The tears. The times when you step up to your roles as a man and woman.
Have only encountered it briefly in the course of my entire life.
Is this romantic?
Is this love?
God fucking dammit it better not be.
There’s no spaghetti dinners, or nose touching.
There’s not even kissing in the rain.
Only your body all over mine.
A simple I love you seemed romantic back then, when you said it for the first time, but now that I love you seems to have vanished and has been replaced by a “how was work today?”. Although I know the love is still there, why aren’t things like they used to be, romantic?
the day was romantic. the sun shined, the birds sang. the waves shimmered. and the song of the world rose on the tide like hope in the human heart. that was all. nothing else was needed to make life better. she was all alone, and didn’t even want anyone else with her. so she looked into the blue sky and laughed. and the sun laughed back.
A bone-chilling moment. She grasped for her sweater, blindly, sensually. To her surprise, her hand fingered his. There he was, again. Romance. All the old feelings flooding back.
the idea of being romantic doesn’t appeal to me. but i understand why it intrigues people. i don’t know why i shy away from it. probably because being romantic when i was younger didn’t get me anywhere.
He swept her off her feet. Blowing kisses through the wind, she disappeared into the night air. Far. Further. Even further still. Love turned to death of desire, but an everlasting life of romance.
He is so far away, in the mountains with stars over his shoulders and they’re falling all around him. I wish I could sing his song.
“He’s romantic, isn’t he?” she said
“I wouldn’t know.” I said
It was quite romantic at what he’d done. Blood red orchids on the table, an array of ethnic cuisines and an illuminating candle-perfect for a candlelight dinner.
What is romance? I don’t know exactly. I just know that I want it. I just know that it has captivated my mind. I just know that I will find myself at the ends of the earth at the end of my life because I had spent it searching for what it is… And maybe that’ll be most romantic thing. That’ll be my romance.
Romance is a wonderful state of being. it reminds me of flowers and great food and a beautiful scenery and of course sharing this moment with the one you love so deeply.
I am not very romantic. If anything, I have grown more cynical as the years go by. Some years ago I thought I would meet the right person and she would accept me as I was. Since then, so much has occurred in my life that I simply do not feel like sharing all of it.
Why do they call us hopeless romantics? If anything, there’s nothing hopeless about being romantic. There’s this queer feeling of awkwardness, sure, and the occasional depression – but in the end, everything looks so much more vivid. A coffee holds a secret. A folk song looks bright red with passion. And everything – and everyone – is so beautiful.
As Scott looks toward the bright earth suspended above their horizon, he is aware of a gentle reflected light that outlines their figures. The broad Atlantic Ocean is stippled by light patches, these must be large areas covered by clouds. Could that tiny white dot above the earth be the space research satellite? It’s hard to tell. But the backlighting on Hella’s breast that stops just above the nipple is beautiful.
romantic, schmantic. call me unorthodox, but i hate romance. maybe i’ve had a bad experience with it. maybe i’m used to my parents being all romantic, then going back to me and complaining about each other. yeah. well. i don’t want romance, and i certainly don’t need it. all i want is honesty. and maybe a six pack.
Romantic like a rotten garbage can, or possibly even a root canal. romanticism is more like it.
Romance is dead. It is a culturally created concept to taunt and tease us. It never lasts because it is an idyllic principle that can never be maintained forever leaving us ultimately frustrated and resentful.
a roman tic is like a greek tic, they both suck blood, and they both speak latin. also they are pretty much the same in every way. this is, of course, completely incorrect.
It was a romantic evening as planned. But the reality was different. It just didn’t come off as planned. Everything went wrong. Including the limosine.
Romantic. What a peculiar word. It means different things to everyone. Some people are hopeless romantics who love romance novels and movies. Others are just romantic in general, and are the ones who have the perfect engagement scenario. Romantic.
Oh my lover. He doesn’t know it, and he doesn’t know he’s my lover… But he is, and that’s what he does. what am i saying? ahhh. Romantic would be my daddy! to my mom… bringsw me floewrs! kisses me in the morning!!!! brings me breaky in bed! always wants to work things out with me. Husbands. The fair! eating competitions! s
I just did this word and it’s kinda annoying how I just got the word romantic and now I am typing about it again. So yeah Romantic, something
I wish I was a romantic. No wait, I am. I’m one hell of a romantic. I hate it sometimes, though, simply because I wish others would love me. No… I wish he would love me. I think he may like me, but it isn’t the same. One-sided loves hurt the most. But that’s just me. I tend to dwell on everything… everything that has to do with love; and being a “romantic”. It hurts. It hurts a lot.
Romantic, beach, love. I’m single for 16 years now, almost 17. Hopeless romantic. I just wish I could hold hands with a romantic guy. No love without romance. Mix between Rome and Antic. Not as fresh as it seems, more like steamy hot.
Romance it kind of dead.
Who needs it anymore?
It’s not about the romance I think.
I think it’s about the love.
With love, who needs romance?
I’ve always wanted to be in a romantic relationship. Like the typical kind. Walks on the beach,
dates to the movies, cute little things like that. It’d be so nice to find someone to fulfill those desires with.
unconditional love
and a kiss on the cheek
smiles in silence
and dances in the rain