Is romance really dead?
Walking around a whole new place gets me thinking about the craziest things. Quite frankly a new surrounding allows new observations and thoughts. I wouldn’t mind this.
Think about it. So many people believe this to be true. But look again. Now, we don’t commit, we just test. We order up human beings through Online Dating sites like they’re a medium sized McDonald’s meal. We now think intimacy lies in a perfectly executed string of emojis and that good morning texts are more important than honest conversations at 2 am.
Cut your choices down. Concentrate on one. One is all you’ll need. Isn’t that the point? To find one, and stick to one? We think that the more choices and options we have in dating, the better we are. Our choices kill us. The more chances you have, the more watered down it is. We end up forgetting what it actually feels like after dating over and over again – thinking there’s a better one, thinking we might be missing out. We end up missing what’s right under our noses, asking to be loved. And when we do choose to commit, the cycle continuous as you start comparing your redden-eyed, tear stained bed sheet relationship to the shiny and perfect 140 character, emoji filled couple you see on social media.
We’ll never be good enough, because what we’re trying to measure up to, does not exist. Behind the shiny, happy, perfect couple, is the same exact thing you’re going through simply desperate to show otherwise. So we break up and then the cycle continues. Emojis, good morning texts intimacy, put down the phone, couple selies aka the shiny happy couple. Then, the comparing begins and the inevitable creeping in of the subtle dissatisfaction happens. And there it goes again, another love lost, another grave of shiny couple selfies.
We long for something that we believe still exists, but simultaneously looking for the next thrill, the next jolt of excitement and the next instant gratification from someone else. More as an illusion, we worry about settling,just as if it wasn’t pinterest or instagram worthy, it is settling. All the while thinking that what we have is actually perfect by itself.
The Grey Area.
Then we bail, we leave, we search. Again. And the cycle continues. We want a lie, an illusion. Social media is not the measure of romance. It is exactly what we do when we set up an instagram picture. What we really want is this:
Phone calls. A face. Slowness. simplicity. A connection- a true one, not a set up one. A life that doesn’t need validation of likes, favorites, comments and upvotes. We want a love that builds, not a love that gets discarded for the next hit. Romance isn’t dead. It simply has just turned grey. Lift it up and reinvent it. Because in romance, there are no grey areas, but simply black or white.
Think about it.
Jeanne wears [ Calvin Klein top by Thriftwares, Jeans by Gypsy Warrior, Shoes by Shellys London]