I once saw a guy stop mid-sentence just to tuck his girlfriend’s hair behind her ear because the wind kept blowing it into her face. She laughed. He forgot what he was saying. Somehow that felt like the most honest definition of romance
"you're too picky"
His morals will raise my children. His hands will protect my home. His heart will nurture mine when I'm hurting.
You’re not picky enough
ladies, let's normalize telling men,"i'm not interested anymore because the way you treat me makes me feel less than the woman I truly am." STOP SETTLING!!