Love and stuff

          I've just watched a pretty good love story disguised as a movie about bull riding, and it's made me really really sad. The movie is called the longest ride, and I do recommend it if you're looking for a sappy romance movie, like a lot of us do sometimes.

          Wrapped between a modern romance laid the incredible story of a couple who met during world war 2 in rural north carolina. A story of sacrifice, a story of loneliness, it really made my heart ache with how sweet and beautiful the love was.

          Now I am not a girl who goes through life with the goal of getting a boyfriend, nor do I ever do anything to meet guys, go on dates, etc. In other words, I don't want the hassle of meeting someone when I'm doing perfectly fine on my own. But these damn romantic movies just... Really punch me in the heartstrings.

          How great would it be to just have someone who will look at me like I'm the most important thing in the world, someone who cares what I think and how I feel. Someone who would sacrifice anything for me. I know, I know, this is a hollywood fantasy, and I am under no delusions, I just think about these things sometimes, and all the what ifs.

          Maybe someday someone would see me across the room and I don't know, sweep me off my feet or something, but I'm no beauty, in fact I'm pretty much on the low end of average, because of my lack of effort, I know.


But until that day comes, I will be here, alone and content.