honeybee
Favoured Frenzy
I romanticize life in the gentlest ways possible
through handwritten letters sprayed with perfume and folded with care,
through flowers left between book pages,
through sunsets that paint the sky like poetry,
and sunrises that feel like the universe softly saying, “begin again.”
I find comfort in midnight skies full of stars,
in staring at the moon a little too long,
pretending it understands every unspoken feeling in my heart.
And maybe what I crave most
is a love that feels soft and intentional.
Someone who remembers the smallest details about me,
asks me how my day was without rushing the answer,
whether I’m eating properly,
whether my health is okay,
whether my heart feels heavy that day.
Because to me, romance has never been about grand gestures.
It’s in the quiet care,
the gentle checking in,
the “did you get home safely?”
the “tell me about your day,”
the flowers, the letters, the warmth, the effort.
I think love is most beautiful
when it feels like softness in human form.

.Not grand guestures but a simple hi is enough to make us happy 
I was high on love after reading ur thoughts.