For me, romance is definitely not in some loud actions, but in little things, in the very attitude - in gentle words, touches, sudden cute gifts and flowers, in stupid jokes that only you understand. Wine on the balcony under a perfect sunset, a walk by the sea, dinner cooked together - everything becomes romantic when your ordinary life looks like a prolonged honeymoon.

For me, romance is poetry slipping through life, a person's need to express the most beautiful and quivering feelings, as well as giving special solemnity to minor situations, the memory of which will then warm the soul for a long time.

What is romance to you?