So I lied....

well, not lied...just realized I went through a moment of not feeling something that I actually do. I TRULY am a hopeless romantic. I think if you tell yourself something for so long it will often make it true. I love flowers, hugs, kisses, cuddling...hand holding, eye contact, sweet conversations about love has changed, grown, lasted or begin...dinners, chair pulling out, door opening, hugs from the back and the front but mostly that secretly look from across the room that says..."you gonna get it later".  The smile that no one else gets but me...thank yous...pleases..compliments....and I appreciate yous.