My Most Romantic Entry

         The moment is forever captured in my memory. The moonlit parkway, the warm breeze that swept through the canopy of dark trees above us as we drove. He was my first, and now that I think on it, my only, true love. The conversation was centered around Guatemalan Fruit Bats, with an occasional witticism from the Ren and Stimpy show.

         It was not the words that made the romance, but the way we laughed. The way were in sync with one another. The way we just were.
He did make me laugh. Laughter has always been special to me. Laughter did not make you remember to check your windswept hair, or your lipstick.

         The laughter made me free, free to be myself.

         Romance is about being free. About being in the moment. Remembering the moments of years past as though they were yesterday. And still being able to laugh as you lose yourself in reverie.


Authors Note: This was the original entry...I had to expand on this for the contest.