Romance dies whenever two people do that ‘mating dance’ called compliance

Yes, in point of fact romance is dead.

It died when society opted for reality based on what’s on the ‘screen’ and chose that over human interaction, hence we pretend to be Rock Hudson and Doris Day, or Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie for you young folk, instead of John and Jane Nobody, all the while failing to see the stupidity of pretense when obviously if only we were ourselves, bearing roses, wine and chocolate would be sufficient! 

– Stephen