Is romance dead? Am not talking about the red roses, cards and dinners, but the Big Bang romance.
Candlelit dinners are just cliche. The Big Bang romance of it would be,
The candles on the beach. The candles on a rooftop with a picnic dinner. Candles by the lakeside. No one does this anymore.
Cards are just cliche. Big Bang version of it would be skywriting or post-its at a frequented cafe, or 100 words of the good times written on a never ending long strip of paper.
Flowers are cliche. But flowers stuck on a pole with a note of where you first saw her that's Big Bang.
So these rantings are from seeing flowers stuck on a pole at a busy street.
And no am not caving in. Romance is still dead. You just got to look at the right corners of the street they say.