Romantic.
Dogpoet puts into words (GREAT READING) feelings I have been wrestling with for the last couple of months (maybe my entire life):
I’d been called a romantic my whole life; usually by well-meaning friends, who’d offered the diagnosis with the kind of look one gives a tender, wounded squirrel limping through our Darwinian jungle.Interestingly enough, he is not the first person to suggest Madame Bovary this week.
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I know what I want to ignore; that there are no guarantees in love.