Very for PDA in the affection type.
It's good to see people happy, happy with another. Making that connection.
Might just not be bitter enough.
Too easy-going in the social realm.
The only time I have a problem with it is when they make enough noise to distract from the movie or music.
Or if they hog the couch.
I hate that.
But for the most? It's good. It's happy. It's unity music for a peace planet.
Solo? Yeah. Jealous? Yeah. But I don't begrudge nobody nothing. I like seeing people happy. Does it suck when one of them is someone you're diggin' on? Sorta. Rather it were you than Person X for the mackin', but if you really dig the fine piece you're eyin', you'd really rather they happy, hey? That's love, oyate?
This is why I dig friends diggin' friends reciprocal-like. Two folk that have some fondness getting fondness for each other? Fantastic. Beautiful thing.
Gotta say, there ain't enough love and love ain't supposed to be so shy.
Ain't enough PDA in the world today.
We could all do with a little more of something cute pinchin' our ass, grabbing our shoulders for a kiss, a day fulla six types of magnetism and floaty flirtation.
Never believed romance had to die as time wears on.
Every day can be the first day.

Of course, I do have difficulty forming explicit memories, so it is a little bit easier living in the here and now.
But still, the point stands.
Let's get out and make-out.