˙˖°❤︎ ༘ ⋆ : AT TOUCH OF LOVE, EVERYONE BECOMES A POET. ... a collection of romantic roleplay sentence starters for valentine &. such! genre: slice of life, romance, etc.
What were you doing… what were you thinking, there all alone?
I didn't want to appear superficial. It's a bit childish not to have bad memories, isn't it?
I don't know why I remember it like that.
I think memories were already beautiful but we only realize it after because we weren't paying attention.
Do you know that what you said struck me?
Even if it doesn't seem like it, that's very romantic.
Do you know what I like about you?
I don't have good memories because… nothing good enough has ever happened to me. So, let's make some.
Let's end it here, before the poetry becomes mush.
Over time, everything becomes "whatever". This way everything will remain a marvel.
The first time you told me, it was a single flower. The rest of the bouquet has grown over time.
It always starts like that, right?
It was in the past when you said it. The present doesn't exist.
The present doesn't exist, it's an illusion.
Doesn't this place remind you of anything?
We can also go dancing tonight, if we hurry!
Now you use your imagination.
Why do you always have to be an asshole?
This nostalgia thing… I never got it.
In fact, you know what? I admire you.
Anyway it's beautiful, I like it.
You mean… to live here, you and I?
One time you came up with something, and I got a kiss.
How many things have we experienced this kind of love before?
We're not even a thousand years old. It would take another lifetime to remember it all.
Maybe soon we won't die anymore, and we'll have plenty of time to remember.
Things are less beautiful because we worry that they will end.
Does it feel strange to be in this house?
It's stupid. I don't even want to tell you.
For me, it was one of our best memories.
Never mind, it's not serious, it happens.
So Bogart and Bergman stay together?
Do you think that in a Hollywood movie, she would leave with another man?
You're too romantic. You're becoming me.
Listen, in your opinion, is ours becoming a beautiful friendship too?
In a way… it's beautiful, particularly in love, it's normal for other things to take over.
It's normal for things to change, which is a beautiful thing, that it change.
I'll light the fireplace, we can eat.
Stay, there's this good smell of death that you like so much.
I can't, with [him/her/them]. I must always be cheerful. It's different with you.
Who knows what effect it has on someone to see oneself again.
You see? It just seems like everything can actually be bad.
I didn't imagine you writing poetry.
How do you not like it anymore? We always have.
It's not sad, it's romantic. Maybe we can change the game.
Because the past is the past, right?
Let's talk a little then? About us?
Do you see how things are going?
It's not our fault. It started ending when it began.
I was getting miserable, and so this morning I came looking for you..
You are… the least miserable thing I remember.
I have a poem of yours somewhere.
I was looking for… a little bit of poetry.
It was a different time, it was a… a good time.
Do you want to tell me the story?
In the beginning it was all a marvel, I didn't think I could live such a thing.
Call [him/her/them]. Maybe bring some flowers.
What are you thinking about? What's on your mind?
I'm thinking about how much fun I've been having since I've been with you.
You don't have to tell yourself that everything was perfect.
Something is already beautiful while it happens.
You used to say I was deep.
What do we do with this nice rest of Sunday?
I like this a lot, it's what I use.
I wasn't expecting to see you here.
Come on, make the effort.
It's also a little thanks to you. I learned a few things.
To be well, to not have to look back, to not pretend too much.
If you hadn't called me, I wouldn't have…ever thought to invite you.
Listen, tell me what day it is, be there, okay?
It's Valentine's, please.
Maybe it won't be years again before we see each other.
Isn't it a bit early for the fireworks?
Surely…you could have chosen another place?
Are you at least a little happy?
When we no longer died, would you always be happy?
I realized that we're in the future now, and…well, it had to arrive now.
The future, after all that present.