So word on the street is that chivalry is dead. Kaput. It's decapitated and placed it's long sought after head on a steak. Ask anyone who hasn't fully experienced romance to give you this answer. For those are the ones to fully accept romance is no longer. Chivalry is not what makes up all of romance by any means. To doubt any aspect of romance is to question its integrity in its entirety. Blah blah blah. Finally, ladies and gentleman, welcome to the romance show. It's just about time that this here blog writer spill out his heart and desires and such. Excuse the lack of punctuation. I thought you wanted romance, not a grammar lesson. Now where was I?
Oh yes...romance. This is the holy grail of happiness in some human's world. We aspire for all of our relationships to live up to the hype that we have built up over our existence. Yet, those of us who are down on our luck and find ourselves rejecting any potential for a resurgence of romance have lost sight of this glorious aspiration. It'd be a hell of a mistake to bring romance back am I right? We might find ourselves capable of feelings again. We will soul search to a time where we felt whole and unbroken. Naturally we would take that stroll down memory lane and compare it to modern day. Of course we expect these two to carry the same weight. Lord Jesus from up above we are so misguided in our troubled ways. Why do I accuse the loveless of this label? Because they are the ones who need hope the most. And who better to catapult advice your way than someone who is in search for hope himself. Prepare for realizations and fulfillment, for it's about to get bumpy.
It's an incredible mistake to romanticize the romantics. We give them too much credit. Hell half of the material they come up with "on their own" is just a unoriginal reproduction of some movie or overhyped love novel they have surrendered themselves to. Yeah I'm talking to you. Sit down. Listen. Don't speak. Please in that order. This is truly a credible source to believe, and no I promise that's not the whiskey talking.
People(loveless) give the romantics too much glory. They were like us at one point. All downtrodden in their deepest despairs, until...knock knock....serendipity is at the door she says hello. Your despairs are thrown out the six story window and in waltz your brand new designer feelings and adorations for a lovely woman/man. These loveless people have forgotten what truly gives romance it's value that so many crave.
The value of romance isn't measured by what we see others do, but what we find ourselves immensely capable of achieving diversely and repetitiously. This is true. I believe it therefore I consider it to be true. I'm going on this rant because I used to believe so much in the wonders of romance. I was that guy who wasn't afraid to admit that he loved romantic comedies and cheesy MTV shows. I truly believed I was capable of such feelings and potential, therefore it was true.I had a passionate, loving relationship with a wonderful woman. That was great, but I didn't have a love of myself. Long story short, I'm better now. I have a mustache that helps me balance my body as a cat's tail maintains balance of a cat, respectively speaking of course.
With all the focus on romance, we usually direct towards one aspect of life. That, of course, being relationships and significant others. Huge mistake. Everything can be romantic. Whether it's an elderly man reading their love story to his Alzheimer's ridden wife, or the James Gandolfini-Patricia Arquette beat down scene in True Romance, there is romance everywhere. The true romantics are those that see this cosmic mixture of purity and passion in thoughts, acts, or beliefs and so forth. This a another mistake. If you're romantic with one girl, odds are you'll have to be romantic with future love interests as they will inquire about former flames and things you two did together. Tough shit. If you want love, you have to give it.
Romance is pure. Romance is passion. Romance is serendipitous. Romance is natural. Romance is appreciated. Romance is adored. Romance is romance. That's the real conclusion here. Romance is in the eye of the beholder. For two people to happily coexist with each other in a loving relationship, they don't necessarily have to have the same methods of romance, but they do have to have the same desire to want romance. It makes one think that's for sure. One person's romance could be another's sad excuse to stay in and cheaply avoid spending time with their lover. So make the mistake of romancing a possible romancee. Don't settle for minimal potential romance. If you're gonna fuck up romance, you might as well fuck up while attempting to romance young padawon.
So whenever you feel cynicy, or hungover from trying with failed reciprocation, take a look around. Observe true testaments of romance. You'll know it when you see it. Then when you've found that prime example of what you believe is a true expression of love, you'll form your own. Then every single romantic movie or song will seem incomparable to your ignited inferno of romance. True life always wins, and when it doesn't there's always whiskey. Good whiskey only. Bad whiskey makes you feel like a cheap whore on Valentines Day.
Love on young lovers. Love on I tell you. It's worth it. You know, if you wanna be happy and stuff.
SN: I should mention that a majority of this post was written under the influence during my Hemingway/Fitzgerald phase. Make what you want out of it. I love it. I'm biased, but incredibly right.
Cheers mes amours,
Rev out
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