Romance may seem like a relic of a bygone era, a notion as quaint as it is heartfelt, yet it’s this very nostalgia that I cherish. The courtship of old, where every moment leading to a kiss was a chapter in a grander narrative. I long for the kind of romance that graced the silver screen, where even if the intentions weren’t pure, the pursuit was an art form. This is the wisdom I impart to my children: that romance is not a game of conquest but a testament to care, where the goal is not to win but to cherish, and a smile is not a trophy but a treasure to be valued.
By:notesformysoulmate
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