my ideal love exists in a different era. in time well before mine. maybe it's because i idolize the love my grandparents had. their time. i wanna say the mid 60's. it may be a troubled time but the love stories ive seen in that era stand out to me the most. the southern girl pursued by a wild southern gentlemen. to imagine that kind of love warms my spirit. something like the Notebook. [if you have seen it, fix that] but that era. that time. it feels like things were more honest. men had to court women before they could win their mind, body & soul. you were introduced to the parents the right way. when you picked her up for a date. or came over for dinner. not caught making out in your house when you thought they were gone. or not because you got her pregnant. and i completely understand those situations. when it's fresh it seems it's at it's best. you live in the moment. you take on the new. the bold. but nowadays it doesnt seem like that lasts too long for whatever reasons. but back in the day it seemed to always last forever. it's that honesty. think of your grandparents. together for decades. yea it may sound extreme to some. but i like the idea of somebody loving me forever. and me loving them just as strongly. but this era is forgotten. i dont even think people fall in love anymore. or at least it feels like they dont. i refuse to be like the rest. im going to live the way that makes me happy. and find someone who wants to write this love story with me. a hopeful romantic i choose to be.
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