Wednesday, August 17, 2005 || Teary eyes, Mushy hearts ...
- Have you ever felt such a deep nudge in your heart after watching touching moments, like maybe a family reunion, a old couple holding hands in the park, or at the look on a new mother's face the first time she holds her baby to her chest?
Sighhh ... I cry at almost all of them.
Maybe I'm just a hopeless romantic, after all. I tend to believe in old-fashioned views that love makes the world go round ... so is it any wonder that I shed a river of tears after reading Nicholas Spark's Message In a Bottle (which's also a movie, btw ...)? Ah, my belief in true love has been restored.
True love. It's such a strong phrase, isn't it? Look around you --- marriages are falling apart, newly dating couples cheating on each other, and the new trend that implies 'The more the merrier'. My mind feels like screaming ... NO! It's all wrong! You guys are doing it the wrong way!! ...... but of course, that is out of the question.
Maybe I'm just being a wussy girl, after all. I mean, I did bawl my eyes when Jack died in Titanic, and when Shane West in A Walk to Remember said 'Our love is like the wind ... you may not be able to see it, but you can feel it'. Or something of that sort. Truly ROMANTIC!
Of course, my love life remains to be pretty mild, and some would say, downright pathetic. I don't think I've ever been in love before ... I mean, I've never faced the wind and said 'I love you as much as the hunk from Gone With The Wind must've loved the hot lady' before. There are times when I just feel so sorry for myself ... Aiseh.
Wouldn't be wonderful to just know that there's someone in the world who holds a place in your heart, someone amongst the 6 billion people on earth? Circumstances have proven that love is sort of fleeting, but love wasn't created to be as lasting as the latest fashion trend, was it?
Well, to all the lonely souls out there ... You're not alone. Because I'm one of you. *grins* I love being the dreamer that I am, though ... At least, somewhere in the back of my imagination, there is a handsome, rugged hero waiting for me, sporting a spotless white tuxedo (armours are outdated, dude) ... ready to whisk me off my feet and into a fairytale world where only two people in love indulged in.
Sigh. I can entertain myself with the fact that dreams sometimes come true, don't they? And if it doesn't ... Well, I'll just grab a copy of The Notebook while I'm at it.
