I often read love stories and wonder how the hell authors come up with them. They fill the pages with this feeling that can jump right into the reader, but it’s a feeling many of us have never even experienced in real life. Novels about being in love portray this unreal romance that overcame all the odds. The feeling of love between characters creeps into your heart and into your mind, but is it love? Or is it just nonsense?
I know what it’s like to love someone. I’ve cared about someone deeply, wanted to spend time with them, and make them happy. But I was never in love. Infatuated, maybe. Young and dumb, definitely. But never in love.
I guess some people might think that’s sad. In all honesty, I think it’s sad that a lot of the time people are just tricked into thinking they’re in love. I find it hard to believe that being in love is such common thing. That with all the people in the world, we happen to find our soul mates in our college Biology class.
It’s not like I don’t believe in love. I have seen a few cases of parents who still like each other to this day. Growing up, it just always seemed to me that married couples did what was convenient at the time and probably regret that decision now that they obviously aren’t so in love anymore. We choose convenience over actual feelings of being in love.
It might be childish, but I think it should be like the novels and movies. It should be this great ordeal, and unreal romance that defeats all odds. Otherwise, it’s just good timing and settling because that’s what society wants us to do.
I can maybe name five couples who I believe are truly in love. They enjoy each other’s company and probably still have butterflies in their stomach from time to time. I don’t believe being in love comes easy, but I’ll still cling to the fact that there are rare romances out there that will make my head and heart fill up the way it does when I’m reading a Nicholas Sparks book.
For now, I just don’t know what it’s like to be in love.