*Romance and Happiness*

Romance is not fireworks every night.  

It’s the quiet kind of magic.  

It’s your name said like a favorite song.  

It’s two mugs on the table,  

and the second one already made just how you like it.  

Happiness is finding home in a person.  

It’s laughing until your stomach hurts  

over nothing.  

It’s dancing in the kitchen with socks on,  

and not caring who’s watching.  

Romance is noticing.  

The new haircut.  

The tired eyes.  

The way you light up when you talk about your dreams.  

Happiness is choosing that person  

on ordinary Tuesdays.  

In traffic.  

When the power’s out.  

When life is messy.  

Together, romance and happiness are this:  

A hand to hold when the world gets loud.  

A reason to smile at small things.  

A promise that says,  

_“With you, even the simple days feel like a celebration.”_

So let’s keep collecting little moments.  

Sunsets.  

Inside jokes.  

Forehead kisses.  

Because that’s where romance lives.  

And that’s where happiness begins