OLD-FASHIONED LOVE
What happened to that old fashion type of relationship? The ones where you slowly fall in love with each other and you can tell that they’re the one just by looking into their eyes. The ones that are handwritten on sheets of binder paper with sappy love poems that actually came from their heart, and not from google. The ones where you always thought of each other as best friends, before you thought of each other as lovers. When you used to meet their parents instead of meeting the inside of their bed sheets. When you knew hearing rocks hit your window pane meant sneaking out, just to lay under the stars together. Sometimes I think that I was born in the wrong decade. I want to live in the time where going out dancing means going out to a fancy restaurant that has a dance floor with a live band playing swing music. Where most men were gentlemen and treated girls with respect, like ladies. Where you can wear pretty dresses with full skirts everyday without...