Maybe I am old fashioned in the sense that I don’t believe grand gestures outweigh small ones. Bring me a single rose on our first date. Dance with me in the rain. Hum your favorite song as we walk just because you’re happy to be beside me. Tell me you love me when we’re driving down the freeway with the windows down and your hair in your eyes. Text me a good night even if it’s three am and you rolled over after falling asleep on your couch and realized you forget to call me. Just make me feel wanted. Pursue me.
Because I will give you everything I’ve got. I already plan to. It’s just nice to know you’re fighting for me as hard as I am for you."

It’s still you.
It’s still you."

And the smell of your clothes is like the smell of my home."

And I’d choose you; in a hundred lifetimes, in a hundred worlds, in any version of reality, I’d find you and I’d choose you."