I'm a girl who grew up on fairy tales. I taught myself everything I know about love from romantic movies, love songs, and stories in which the guy and girl always fall in love in the end.
I grew up to realize everything I knew about love was a lie. There will never be a prince who will come sweep me off my feet. The thing is, I don't even want a prince. If I met a fairy tale guy I'd get bored of him in like a month.
I want real, honest love. I want to know all the weird things about someone and I want someone to know all the weird things about me. I want someone who isn't perfect and knows I'm not perfect either. Sometimes we'll get angry and end up in huge fights but we'll never lose sight of each other and why we got together in the first place.
It seems like so many people nowadays either forget why they love each other or how to love each other. I know that some people aren't right for each other, I get that but I think that if they weren't right for each other then they shouldn't have gotten together at all. I strongly believe in intuition and that you will get a feeling if it isn't right for you. I'm assuming other people feel that as well but they ignore it because who they are with seems right or the relationship is livable or they just don't want to be alone. I think it's stupid to think that way. It's just like people who are too focused on the criteria of the person instead of who they actually are.
When I met the right guy I won't care what he looks like or what he has or how much money he makes, as long as I feel that connection to him and he feels the connection to me then nothing else matters. Maybe this is my hopeless romantic side coming out but I truly believe this. I know relationships aren't easy but when I met someone I connect to and love more than anything else in the world, I'll do anything to keep that feeling alive. Maybe I'm naive to believe in that sort of fairy tale love but my right guy will believe it too so it really doesn't matter if people think I'm crazy to think this way.
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