I believe I've come to understand something. Love isn't always big and dramatic. It's big, it's deep, but it's also quiet and calm.
In my day, husbands and wives showed each other a suitable level of indifference.
Ah, sarcasm. The final refuge of the desperate.
It's easy enough to smile at a man if you want to capture his attention, but once you realize he's not really looking at you, that perhaps he never really saw you, smiling becomes much more difficult