I love reading, and writing, romance. In doing so, I get that feeling of falling in love over and over again. The quickening pulse, the rush of heat, the nervousness and insecurity followed by that assurance that you are loved in return. If you've ever fallen in love with that perfect man, you know that feeling and it's one you want to hang on to and remember. If you haven't found that perfect man yet, romances help keep that hope alive and give you that rush until you find it for yourself. Knowing that everything will turn out alright in the end gives you the security to take the risk.
Why do you love romance?