Hopemore Romantic

I used to think I was a hopeless romantic. I would wake up every morning after dreaming about flying to the Moon with the woman I love. I had unrealistic ideas like trips to Paris and shopping sprees every day. I always envisioned a life where, despite All odds, we would overcome and conquer. I would watch The Notebook every night before bed hoping that I would wake up and be in someone else's story. I fell in Love fast and became invested to the point of losing myself. And the worst part is my tendency to rush into things. All of these things are traits of a hopeless romantic, but the weird thing is that with you, I had hope-more than hope-less. I may have had these traits, but even when you yelled or threatened to leave me and even when all hope should have been lost, I stayed because I was too hopeful within my hopelessness. I don't think I'm a hopeless romantic anymore. The only thing I can think of to describe myself is a hope more romantic and that is because you made me realize it.