What’s My Definition of Romantic? Not This Crap, for a Start.

What’s your definition of romantic?

It’s not a man holding up a fish.

It’s not a topless mirror selfie with “just ask” or “fill in later” in the bio.

And it’s definitely not the bare minimum dressed up as emotional depth.

I don’t remember participating in a national poll where we all agreed carp was sexy. Yet here we are, a dating app sea full of fish and people who think effort is optional.

Romance, for me, is quieter, but somehow louder where it matters.

It’s someone remembering how I take my coffee without asking.

It’s a look that stops time for just a second because we both felt it.

It’s someone giving you a hug when you’ve had a day that’s been a lot.

It’s them noticing you’ve gone quiet and not needing you to explain why.

It’s staying when you’re not exactly a laugh a minute, just being there, no questions, no pressure.

Romantic doesn’t need fireworks. It just needs presence. Attention. A bit of actual thought.

But by all means, show me another fish. I’ll try to contain myself.

Lottie x