someone please explain

how some people, as much as you close the door and firmly sweep any leftover romantic notion of them under the table - know exactly which way to reach your heart; if only for a glittering moment. keyword there: glittering moment. still, a nice time. the reality of it all is that only ever accounts for 1/20th (if that) of all time spent with said gent, so i’m just going to bask in the afterglow and wake up tomorrow rid of any daydreams involving that romance. to be honest though, it’d be really nice to be in love again. i love the butterflies and stolen smiles and fake banter, hand holding and adoring eye contact. total cheeseball, i know. but really, nothing inspires and motivates me quite as much. xo 

Love,

Elle

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