I feared I was straying from my original rhyme and reason of my creative excursion. Going back and re-reading everything from the beginning, I assured myself that yes, indeed, this is the musings of someone who is "hopelessly romantic". You know what else I noticed? I'm clearly insane.
I preferred to use www.urbandictionary.com rather than Webster's Dictionary because I'm, in fact, not a professional and do not care. So shut up, leave me alone. Urban Dictionary defines Hopeless Romantics as the following: "This person is in love with love. They believe in fairy tales and love. They're not to be confused with stalkers or creepers, because that's not what a hopeless romantic is. All hopeless romantics are idealists, the sentimental dreamers, imaginative and fanciful when you get to know them. They often live with rose colored glasses on. They make love look like an art form..."
Well, that was almost too flowery for my tastes. How cute.
Albert Einstein described Hopeless Romantics much, MUCH better...
"...doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results."
But Ben, wasn't Einstein talking about insanity when he said that?
IT'S THE EXACT SAME THING.
Upon re-reading everything, I noticed a pattern that I'm sure is shared by all my fellow romantics our there. We never learn from history, but rather constantly repeat it. Emotionally stunted friends of mine fall in love, get crushed, and quit.
This makes SO much sense!
Why do we constantly situate oursleves into horrible patterns?
Attraction -> Infatuation -> "The Chase" -> Love -> Crushing Ultra Mega Despair
It would make far more sense to learn from our mistakes, and submit to being governed by the more generally accepted rules of dating and romance. I'm going to try that for a while, actually. So, I quit this blog. I quit writing. Thank you, loyal readers for your continued readership and support thus far.
"...doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results."
But Ben, wasn't Einstein talking about insanity when he said that?
IT'S THE EXACT SAME THING.
Upon re-reading everything, I noticed a pattern that I'm sure is shared by all my fellow romantics our there. We never learn from history, but rather constantly repeat it. Emotionally stunted friends of mine fall in love, get crushed, and quit.
"If you were surfing, and got attacked by a shark, would you quit surfing
...Yeah, probably" - Forgetting Sarah Marshall
This makes SO much sense!
Why do we constantly situate oursleves into horrible patterns?
Attraction -> Infatuation -> "The Chase" -> Love -> Crushing Ultra Mega Despair
It would make far more sense to learn from our mistakes, and submit to being governed by the more generally accepted rules of dating and romance. I'm going to try that for a while, actually. So, I quit this blog. I quit writing. Thank you, loyal readers for your continued readership and support thus far.
~le fin.
What?! No.
That would be quitting, when you obviously should. Which hopeless romantics obviously don't do.
But why don't we? What fuels us constantly, to be able to stand up after the most crushing blows?
But why don't we? What fuels us constantly, to be able to stand up after the most crushing blows?
Whats the point? The prize is the point. We're so driven by the fact that there is only one thing in our worldly existence that we want: to love, and be loved.
Love cannot be crushed, or eaten by a shark. It's indestructible. An impenetrable fortress. The adventure of falling in love is one that we can, and should fall down and get up for.
When you finally fall enough, and stand up for what you don't know is the very last time...she'll appreciate that you did, and love you that much more. Broken, bruised, and battle-scarred, she'll treat your wounds like a battlefield nurse. With hot soup and and saturated saltines, you'll forget that trials and tribulations what lay behind you.
Could you even look back?
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