I really am a hopeless, sappy romantic. I was watching The Village with Joaquim Phoneix and Ron Howard’s daughter… there is the scene where the boogeyman is coming and they are all running and hiding in the cellar…she won’t close the door because he is still out there… so she stands there with her hand out waiting for him and the boogeyman is getting closer and closer than boom there he is hand in hers and he pulls her into the house to safety. Just does it for me 100%. Awwwwww.
This actually isn’t a big suprise to me considering I fell hook, line and sinker for my first love when he told my boogeyman “leave my lady alone or I’m going to kick your ass” which he proceeded to do. Sighhh. I do hope he is happy where ever he may be now.
Romance is found in small and strange spaces as it should be.