Is romance a lost art?

I make a habit of telling my wife I love her at least once each day. I sometimes leave her a lovenote somewhere where she will find it. We give each compliments on our clothes and how we are dressed.

These are things I do not have to do. These are things I WANT to do. It just comes natural when love is in your home and two people truly love each other.

We took a while to get to know each other, before I asked her to marry me. We both knew it was going to happen and we both wanted to marry each other.

You can tell anyone that you love them, but it has no meaning, unless it comes from your heart, all the way down to your toes.

When you can look into a persons eyes and see their soul, you had better marry that person.

@john65pennington : Beautiful. Thank you.

The problem with romance, I personally think, is that it has a certain definition that most people agree with. Stuff you see in movies and stories. Romance happens for real, always has and will continue to do so, but it doesn’t necessarily borrow the entertainment approach, which I guess is what a lot of people expect. Kinda like how some people who never had sex might imagine porn to be an accurate depiction of the act, I guess.

I don’t think it’s lost. Lovers make it their own thing, no matter what shape it takes. I had a boyfriend before, and we had our good moments, although none of them really matched the general idea of romance, but we knew it was romance, all the same. Felt like it, anyways.

Romance is a lifestyle choice. It is part of living an open and honest relationship with one’s S.O. Romance waxes, wanes, and overflows, but seems to closely follow the choices made that benefit the other partner. Children seem to be little romance deterrents, but we just ship them off to loving relatives on occasion and hit a bed and breakfast and like magic the romance returns in full force.

It languishes on for those that allow it to languish.
It is only lost for those that lost it and leave it.

But I do believe it is there
In all we do
In all we say
In all the ways we want it
If we believe in it
If we want it
and if the two are receptive to it.

It certainly is a two party system. Unrequited romance or love is a hill that may be impossible to climb. But as long as there is a two that desire it, it is there. It is not lost.

I am sure you know of at least one couple who you can see this type of connection.
Embrace it, if that is what you desire.
For many it seems and feels like a foreign language to them. But that language can be learned if you want it.

My husband took my hand while we watched a romantic movie tonight, In the summer, he makes sure that my Ice tea container is full.

I always put a little something special in his lunch when I pack it.

I talk over his problems at work with him.

Romance is very alive in our house. When he spoons me, I always feel safe and fall asleep in his arms.

I don’t think so. It’s not terribly important in my life, I’m much more into passion.

I’m into passion. I’m into romance. I’m into sex. I’m into relationships. I’m into marriage. I’m into parenting. I’m into friendships. Whatever there is in terms of the spectrum of relationships, I’m into it. Variety is the spice of life. I don’t know why anyone would throw away a relationship tool if they didn’t have to.

Maybe laziness.

I do think romance is lost as an art.
It exists mostly now as digitized reproductions, unfortunately.
Just as there are only a few great artists, there are only a few great romantics.
And as an artist, the art of romance needs practicing.
In this world of fast-faster-even faster everything…not many are willing to put in the time.

However, the few who keep it going, will one day resurrect it…as all things do come in cycles.

At some point, the world shall fall from exhaustion at how everything is done so quickly and someone will remember to bring one perfect rose.

And all will be well.

I don’t think its a lost art really but rather an art that very few people take time to appreciate. There are little things that are romantic but hollywood makes it seem as if every thing that is romantic must be large, expensive and brilliant.
If a person knows what to look for (real romance) than you will find it. Ultimately like any art, it is in the eyes of the beholder. An example. Hollywoods idea of romance may be a large bouquet of roses. My idea would be a small bright garden variety bouquet of flowers for no specific reason. Even some small rose buds not bloomed.
Hollywoods idea of a romantic walk must be on a beach or a beautiful garden. My idea is just walking hand in hand as we walk the dog and talk about our day.
Or taking someone out to a fine resturant.
I find it more romantic to sit at home, eating something I prepared, where we can sit and talk in private as we listen to music and joke and laugh and maybe even play a table game.

It still exists, but mostly, it seems, with committed couples. From what I hear here, it seems that with casual sex, romance isn’t necessarily part of the equation, it’s just a biological function; fills a need. That’s kind of too bad.

Every morning he brings me a cup of tea and we snuggle and talk about the day that is starting. I absolutely cherish this time with him.

We hug and kiss lots.

We regularly have baths together and listen to music by candlelight. Sometimes we sing along… the frogs have registered a noise complaint about this aspect of our romancing but we don’t really care!

I am trying to get my husband to start reading novels (out loud) with me. He is reluctant. Still working on this. I just think it would be a beautiful thing to share.

We go out together on a date night at least once every couple of weeks.

We regularly organise weekends away – usually tagging them onto a work trip. They are weekends to be together and have fun enjoying each other’s company.

This is the second very long-term relationship for both of us. We said when we got together we would work hard to make sure the gloss didn’t wear off. We have sort of committed to being lovers and friends and not becoming complacent. You have to work at romance.

I am not sure if you call it romance or comfort but we are content and happy (well most of the time, there is the occasional skirmish because we are both generals, there are no soldiers here!). It is nothing we work at, it is just the way we lead our life. It is a partnership. I cook, he does the dishes. I usually fix our breakfast but if I run in the morning, he will have breakfast ready when I return. I do the wash, he hangs it up. We walk the dogs together every morning and evening. There are so many things that we just do and it all seems to go together like bread and butter. It’s nice.

I forcefully reject the premise that romance is an “art”. It is shameless pandering to get into someone’s trousers and it is unspeakably disgusting.

As someone who is very comfortable saying “Romance is not my ‘thing’”, I see it everywhere. I’d even say romance is placed on a pedestal. The human race has an eternal fascination with romantic love. Not that this is a bad thing, but romance is not dead, oh no. It’s simply evolved.

In my younger days, I was prone to acts of ridiculous romance. Candle-lit birthday dinners, rose petals up the stairs to the dinner… cute ice skating… surprise letters/flowers/etc… writing songs for girls, etc, etc, etc.

I found my heart broken many times by these girls, and eventually found that I was out of new ideas. So alas, my hopeless-romantic days have pretty much ended.

@john65pennington ——-> Your last sentence tells it all. Fabulous…..

I agree @ram201pa : )

GA @Bellatrix… absolutely beautiful, imo.

Absolutely no…kissing is the key