So here’s the first “real” day of the “week of love” and I’m going to babble about love… twuuuuue wuv
(I actually have seen this movie like once so I probably don’t even deserve to be fake-quoting it, but that’s okay!)
I admittedly am young, and my relationship experience is limited, but I am a firm believer in love. “Love? Above all things, I believe in love! Love is like oxygen. Love is a many-splendored thing, love lifts us up where we belong, all you need is love!”
(That would be Moulin Rouge for those of you not in-the-know… and THAT movie I’ve seen a million times and adore!)
But even though I am admittedly a complete and total sap, I’m pretty sure I don’t believe in soulmates. True love, yes. Soulmates, not so much. Or if I do believe in soulmates, I think I believe in everyone having multiple soulmates, many potential soulmates.
I read one blog post about the idea of a “spark”, or that third magical thing (call it chemistry, call it spark, call it a connection, call it whatever you want). And it got me thinking. A few years ago some of my friends and postulated that love can be kind of divided into three parts: physical attractiveness/compatibility (thinking the other person is attractive, even if you aren’t fully attracted TO them), emotional compatibility, and that “spark”. That thing that inexplicably draws you to them. That intoxicating feeling. And I’m enough of a hopeless romantic that I feel like that’s necessary for ME in a relationship.
That’s why I said I love many people, but I’m not IN love with many people, nor will I ever be. People I truly fall for are few and far between… When I fall, I fall hard (and boy does it take me awhile to get back up afterwards!) I wouldn’t exactly say I’m “picky”… the people I have fallen for don’t necessarily fit any specific guidelines or criteria, nor do I have such a list going in my head. But it just happens so infrequently and that feeling is so important to me that I’m pretty much perpetually single.
Some days I get lonely, but most days I’m okay with it. I try to get out and meet new people and give people chances but I feel like I’m one of those people who knows extremely quickly whether or not I’m going to have aforementioned spark with any given person.
So now I’m just talking myself in circles, but there you have it. Yes, I’m kind of still delusionally romantic (though I don’t necessarily need cards or flowers or chocolate… Okay, maybe I need chocolate, but not the other stuff! :-P), but I watched too much Disney not to be. ;)
Quote of the day: “Love doesn’t make the world go round. Love is what makes the ride worthwhile.”
What is love? (Yes, I totally did that to get that song stuck in your head!)
What are your thoughts on love? Do you need a “spark”? Tell me I’m delusional, tell me your love stories, tell me anything! :)