20th
You love love
Only for whoever has not experienced love and writes about love..
When you want to be proposed to on a lonely, sandy beach, with the sky so bright and the sea so blue, you love love. Any man can take you there and propose to you.
When you talk about the endless nights you spent dreaming of meeting the perfect guy, and when you describe him in every small detail … his broad shoulders, the twinkle in his eye … yet you have never met him, you love love.
When you dream of being held in a particular way, held close to his body, feeling safe, with your head against his chest, the longest hug, you love love.
When you talk about being treated like a queen, being treated right with no wrongs, being treated perfectly by your man because he has no flaws, you love love.
When you talk about finding little notes around the house with cute messages on them, you love love.
You are in for a big shock when:
You are proposed to in your plain living room, when he gets on his knees and asks you to marry him in his own special way, your heart sinks and you smile because proposing in a living room is so him, yet you say “yes” without even hesitating. Where is your special little scenario on the beach or along the river or in a fancy restaurant now? Back then you loved the idea of being in love, but not with anyone in particular … no one special.
You meet someone with small shoulders and plain eyes, but you love him so much, where is that guy with broad shoulders? Where is the twinkle in his eye? There is no twinkle and his shoulders are just normal. Do you care? No. Because he is perfect in his own way.
You meet someone who gives short hugs, each so short than you can’t wait for the next one because they are so warm and satisfying, where is your yearn for long hugs now? His hugs are perfect now, because now you realise that it is more important to love someone, rather than the idea of being in love.
Your partner treats you fair but not like a queen, keeps you on your toes, doesn’t smother you with gifts and kisses, but you love it because you’re always wanting more, you’re always waiting for the next surprise rather than expecting the same old. Where is your idea of the perfect man now who treats you like a queen? You don’t care now because this is real love, not idealism.
Your husband never leaves you cute little notes around the house. He simply does not care about things like that. But you know he loves you, and life cannot be any better when you know he loves you so much. Not even little notes can make life better. Who needs them now? Not you.
You love the idea of being in love … not a person, but a feeling. Wait until you’re actually in a relationship, you’ll be in for a shock. The perfect man isn’t what you’ve been dreaming him to be, the perfect man is someone who you happen to be with, but perfect in his own way.
