My romantic soul

…emerges and sits beside me tonight. I am watching “The Notepad”. I have just cried my way through the part where their grown up children beg their daddy to come home because their mother doesn’t know them or him – and he reads to her their life story every day.

He states that his sweetheart is in there, and where she is, that is his home.

I want to live and know that kind of love. That is my idea of home, too.

2 comments on “My romantic soul

  1. You too Incognito. I do not for one minute believe either of us ask for too much!

  2. I hope you find it one day…!

    Incognito x

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