I'm in Love with Love | Confessions of a Daydreamer, Idealist, and Hopeful Romantic1:33 PM
I'm pretty sure that I could go through a breakup the emotional equivalent to a
The fact is: I'm in love with love. At markets my eyes follow the couple holding hands, the old man and woman bickering over tomatoes, or the young mom and dad with a newborn child at their heels. I watch them pick their produce, laugh, fight, tickle their child and chase him around the aisles, everything. Sometimes I creepily write about it, but I think that will work out for me one day if I happen to publish a cutesy romantic book.*
I read books about couples, form limitless OTPs, listen to music and imagine scenarios with characters totally and completely in love, because that's just who I am. Yet, there's a grounded side of me which makes me a hopeFUL romantic and not a hopeLESS romantic.
I'm realistic about it when it concerns my own life. I went through a breakup this year and still came out loving love. It's because I know that now is not my time for it, that now is my time to learn to love myself and those around me without the tie-down of someone showing me how to love. I need to learn how I love in my own way. I think that's what keeps me a hopeFUL romantic: knowing now's not my time, but that my time will come and it will be great because of all that I've seen, done, and reflected on.
So if you see me staring at you and your significant other in the local Meijer, don't be alarmed (be flattered instead, I'm probably thinking up a really cute story about you). It's just the way I live my life in a hopeful way. It's a way that I've learned to appreciate what I have and be happy for other people. It's just me and I love love. I really do.
Let me know how you feel about love in the comments below, I would really love to hear your perceptions.
Side note: this post doubles as Confessions of a Girl Who Can't Make Short, Concise Titles. I might suck at titles, but I sure do win in appreciation of love.
*Other side note: Don't worry about libel because: a) I'll change enough of the person to not make it them...heck, half of this stuff is made up in my head. For example, the couple holding hands has just moved into an apartment together across from the neighborhood Panera Bread and Target. It's a cute little neighborhood that they take late night strolls around with their Pug, Brady. Sometimes they'll stop at Panera for dinner and then make a Target run. He's about to propose next week, diamond ring and everything. See, besides the fact that they were holding hands at the market, I made the rest of it up. And b) There's not going to be anything bad written because it'll end happily and lovely. No chalked up, dirty or damaging false info. I'm libel free. (That was all a joke please skip and continue on with your life).