Saturday, December 13

Whatever happened to old-fashioned romance? You know, the sort that's seen in aged, dog-eared, sepia-toned photographs, and when fairy tales and stories played a larger role in a little girl's life instead of Miley Cyrus' latest escapade.

Can we not whip out the gowns, dresses, and class? Iron out age-old gentlemanly etiquette and intricacies and prepare them for the night. For goodness sake, what happened to when knees would buckle at the slightest glance?

And it is not weakness. It is not hopelessness. It's expecting more from reality, expecting what we deserve.