This post was originally going to be about the best romance reads, just in time for Valentine's day. Life sucker punched me in the face these past two weeks, so now not only is this post going up way late, but it is also not going according to plan, because I realized I've never really read, and thoroughly enjoyed, a good romance novel.
One book's name came to mind when thinking of the greatest romance book of all time, and that book is Eleanor and Park, but thinking about that book further made me realize that even it, the one romance book I could say is really, really good, wasn't perfect enough to warrant a whole blog post encouraging you all to read it.
So we're going in a different direction this Valentine's day.
As a kid I loved romance. I read romance books and watched romantic movies and TV shows and spent most of my waking hours thinking about romance. I was obsessed with having my life be worthy of a tale of such epic, romantic proportions.
At long last the time came, and I was talking to boys and kissing them in the rain and telling them I loved them, and yet it never felt worthy of being written down. Nothing I ever experienced in my life matched the far flung dramatics of the classic romance tale. And needless to say I was a little disappointed.
In middle school I made up my mind that I wouldn't date anyone unless they asked me out on the back of a white horse, and since then the image of a handsome prince on a pure white steed was the one that came to mind when I thought of an earth shattering romance. But of course, the prince on a white horse never showed up.
I hope your Valentine's day was good, however it found you. But most importantly I hope you remembered then, or at least know now, that life is pretty normal, and despite romance being one of the things society gets the most worked up about, its pretty normal too. And normal is okay. We all deserve a prince on a white horse, but the prince doesn't exist, and that's okay.
Romance as its portrayed in the media is a shiny, glittering lie. But what the media can never know, is that kisses in the rain, dramatic monologues and being swept off your feet aren't the good parts of romance. Its the little things, and the little feelings, that make romance worth it. So stop reading romance novels and expecting the pages to become your reality. Instead, enjoy the real life around you, and revel in the beauty of the little things.
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