Hopeless romantic//23//words

I’d wake up to a rly sweet ‘good morning beautiful’ or something nice like that; for spontaneous decisions we’d come to speak about a few years down the road; flowers and chocolates and such; special gifts that show how well you rly know me; beautiful letters; random compliments; sweet surprises I’d never expect; making decisions and going places you know for a fact will make me happy, without me having to say; being the clingy one for a change; dramatic raining romantic scene among others;

Most times I’m perfectly okay with none of these but even now sometimes I am not

Words are just words. I don’t feel it.

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