Reblogged from patchestheghost
“We mistake sex for romance. Guys are taught that pushing a girl up against a wall is romance. Sex is easy; you can do it with anyone, yourself, with batteries. Romance is when someone you like walks into a room and they take your breath away. Romance is when two people are dancing and they fit together perfectly. Romance is when two people are walking next to each other and all of a sudden they find themselves holding hands, and they don’t know how that happened.”—John C. Moffi
I love this so much.
I agree on some level, but…. I think that sex, too, can be romantic - the right person, the right scenario, the right time. It can be EXTREMELY romantic. I mean, romance to one person isn’t necessarily romance to the next, anyway, which is why finding someone who fits you well enough to find your romance romantic is romantic in itself.
Let’s face it: sex is perceived as this raunchy thing. It’s amped up in movies, in adverts, in magazines. It IS thought of as “easy,” because it’s just two parts going in and around each other, right? Wrong. It’s hammered into us that sex is a thing we do, not SHARE, but when sex is done in a slightly different way, it’s an experience that allows two people to share themselves completely, in every sense of the word, on an entirely different level. The moment you find someone who pulls you and pushes you in the right way, who takes the time to make you feel as amazing as you possibly can, who kisses all the right places and does so in a way that makes you feel uniquely euphoric, who literally shares with you his/her body and who makes you want to open yourself up to them - that IS romance. Hell, it’s the very essence of romance.
Because, y’know what? Romance is anything that makes you feel magic and wonder and excitement and all the things associated with loving someone.