Pensively focused: only love could drive interest in understanding how you believe libanomancy has determined Paris as the most ideal place for our honeymoon instead of your own preferences deriving the same conclusion.
I know you want to cosset me by providing patrician experiences, but I would be just as happy with an elite excursion as I would be with a weekend lesson of sumi-e—for just you and me.
Yes, I value your passions above all, but if you could see behind these eyes—with or without divine intervention, there would be a clear understanding that it is never about what or where or how. It is only about two for tea after a pair for pandiculation just as contentment coexists with current co-company. ; )