I know what it’s like to be left because a man gets captivated by someone prettier, someone more graceful, someone who dazzles the room. So please, don’t try to convince me to change genres because I can’t capture a kiss. What I want to see in all this, what I want to share, is a story about two normal people, with both hiccups and highlights, who share a lifetime of companionship over eggs and wedding plates.
