Why as a society do we cringe when faced with love? Why do we scowl when we see a kiss shared, or a longing glance stared? Why gag and gawk at words like "darling" or "dear" Why roll our eyes at lovers held near? Romance, longing, love, even lust, are aspects of life I view as a must. I find comfort in every hand held, leg grazed, butt squeezed, faced cupped, back scratched, or vow exchanged. Because love begets love, joy begets joy, and these things are multiplied when girl loves boy.
