WARNING: train of thought on the L word
After watching romantic comedy after romantic comedy, you want "it" more than anything else... but at the same time you realize that maybe you're not doing anything wrong. Maayyybe--just maybe--it's not your fault, or anyone's fault for that matter. It might come once, twice, or if you need it to smack you down a third time it could. But how can you ever be sure? I mean, of course you could find someone compatable, that's easy enough--but can anyone be completely and utterly satisfied with something like that, that doesn't come up to par? without passion, butterflies, or that quickened and nervous breath that comes once in a while? but if youDO have that, how do you know it's love and not lust? For they could easily be intertwined and mistake for each other on a regular basis for attraction or in more cases a loving friendship. or is love something invented by books and movies to sell...or is it something left to our imaginations in which case we make it out to be more than it IS and it doesn't exist as we think it does. so saying it DOESSSSSS indeed happen like we want it to...you'd want someone who could make you laugh, hold you when you cry, talk about the smallest things for as long as you could want and to be able to hug you in such a way that you want to melt into nothingness. oh and of course, the look. can't skip that. the connection of the eyes and there's a little sparkle that you probably imagine and it's like there's a secret that neither of you could express even if you wanted to. however, could you love someone like that?? that you were so close to in that non-intimate way? Is there a happy medium that we can call LOVE? is there a love that isn't just companionship, friendship, or family tied? can you actually find someone like they do in movies, whom you are totally lost without? is there someone or something that can truly complete a person or is it a bunch of little things that come together when you're too old to actually get it and appreciate it? just like old rich ppl that have fancy sports cars. sure they enjoy it but they look ridiculous. and then it's the same for the rich snobby teens that have those fancy cars bought for them when they don't appreciate all they have... but now i'm digressing... but anyways. i find myself wondering why i love watching ppl in movies love each other so much, and reading about them--when in all actuality it isn't reality and i'm left with nothing except a longing for something that NO ONE has or can ever have?
i feel like a less able/fluent Carrie from Sex and the City. except my lines aren't written for me by a group of ppl that seriously study and articulate specific things. but hey, that's life for you. just another show that i'm mimicking, and i won't even gooooooo there now.
i feel like a less able/fluent Carrie from Sex and the City. except my lines aren't written for me by a group of ppl that seriously study and articulate specific things. but hey, that's life for you. just another show that i'm mimicking, and i won't even gooooooo there now.