Romance isn't a date on the calendar.

There are men who wince at the words "February 14th."
They pretend it's marketing, a platitude, a forced narrative.
And then there are others. Those who understand: it's not the date, but the attention.

I've always been interested in watching how even the most serious men change on this day. Suddenly, they start listening. Noticing. Feeling.
And I catch myself thinking: true romance isn't flowers and cards. It's when a man isn't afraid to show his heart.

It's not what you do that matters to me, but how you do it.
Will you pretend it's "just a day"?
Or will you risk turning it into a memory?

Sometimes a single bold gesture of attention can ruin the peace...
And that's exactly why I love him.