True romance is found in pajamas,
sitting around reading a book,
and talking at tea shops
until the words run out.
True romance is day-long outings
to places you have never been before,
to explore something at a whim.
They’re in compliments over dinner
and simply holding hands while walking down the street.
True romance is found is the quiet running of errands
the conscious choice to spent time together,
laughing, listening, being a sounding board
to the day’s (mis)adventures.
True romance is found outside of solutions
when drama is spilled forth,
in the simple words “that stinks” and “I’m sorry.”
It’s helping out someone in need,
a friend, a family member, some guy on the street.
It’s cheering your partner on as they pursue their dreams,
and calling them out when they go astray.
It’s forgiving and being forgiven.
It’s serving God together
and hanging out with mutual friends.
It’s a hug. It’s a touch. It’s a smile.
It’s all the little things, as fluttery as a butterfly
caught up in the wind.