I miss the days of receiving random love notes and texts.
Flowers sent and smelled so amorously.
Literally being swept off my feet.
Spontaneity is my favorite.
Being almost choked to death from kisses ❤
Being in love, this incessant tale.
Being twirled around publicly. Never ending compliments of how gorgeous I am.
Not afraid to admit to the world you’re with that one and only.
Sometimes it never dies. Sometimes it can be recharged.