Romanticism, an exciting and mysterious quality that has turned the pages of time and closed...happiness of a gest that your true love leaves has been washed away with the tears of years gone by...the beating of a love struck chord upon your heart plays music that soothes like a lullaby.
Chivalry, a courteous manner towards female company in an old fashioned way has been banished by strong willed women and men who refuse to show weakness. Yet deep inside the hearts of women they long for a knight in shining armour, who will declare his love at the top of his booming voice, who will open doors without a second thought, who would kindly pick fresh flowers before the morning sun rises and leave them at your door.
Does Prince Charming just appear from the shadows of darkness one day, take your hand and tenderly brush it with his lips, I believe not, recently facts have made me realise true love does not conquer all...a boundary is always going to be met, eventually. Romance of yester years was one that conquered all, that was whispered upon the lips of those that were blinded by this love.
Dreams of The One are distant and doubtless. Romance died when feminism took over our world, some may say we have ourselves to blame but at the end of the day men now have life alot easier as equals (to a limit), why go back? Romance of modern times is so little yet pleases those who receive because they do not truly know true romance.