It was a breezy fall day on the Upper East Side of Manhattan. I was in the midst of my usual routine — casually people-watching while sipping on a latte — when I noticed a middle-age couple walking a dog.
The man, a silver-haired and suited-up sight to watch, grabbed his wife, a conventionally beautiful girl donned in all black, by the waist. As they stopped to let their puppy do his business, they gazed adoringly into each others eyes, smiled satisfied smiles and kissed on the lips — not an ostentatious kiss or a classless kiss, but a sweet kiss.
Upon be careful to ensure that, a weird thing happened, jaded Sheena became a little less jaded.
Don’t get me wrong. She’s still jaded and “re going through” that kind of heartbreak that refuses to heal. But she found herself smiling along with the silver-haired suit and his family.
I looked at them and thought to myself, It’s those things that build me fall in love with love all over again .
Im in love with love. And I know a lot of people say that, but I actually mean it. I write about love for a living. I dream vivid dreams about someday having a husband.
I wear a love ring on my left hand that I never take off because I enjoy carrying the possibility of seeing love around with me everywhere I run; I like the style the word feels wrapped around my fingers.
I am a hopeless romantic right to the bone.
The thing with hopeless romantics, though, is that they love too hard and upset too easily. Their notion of The One is so picture-perfect that when they encounter even one bad trait on a person they once believed they could love, they struggle to have faith in the rest of humanity.
Everyone, hopeless romantic or not, starts off as blank slates. As humans, we naturally like to see the best in people, so we enter the dating world dedicating A+ s to all the men we encounter. And as they begin to disillusion us, we begin to subtract phases from their perfect score.
For this reason, its easy to go from hopeless romantic to complete cynic, but its incredibly difficult to transform from complete cynic back to hopeless romantic.
Somehow, though, I did. I constructed the switch for the better. I am still heartbroken, but that doesn’t entail I can’t appreciate the very best in all those little moments filled with lots of love.
Here are all of those interesting thing that restore my faith in love 😛 TAGEND
The old couple who sits in the same booth of the same old cafe every weekend and shares the same banana divide with the same old toppings is #RelationshipGoals.
Seeing them cant help but warm my heart.
Theres only one thing that turns the tough guy into a wondrous, sensitive, caring individual( and no, its not the gym ): love.
A true, compassionate, altruistic bond with a woman who is the tough guy’s world is the only thing that will break down his walls, and that’s an incredible thing.
I walked into work expecting a whole new set of chores , not a whole new defined of man candy. Little did I know that my broken heart would be resurrected with merely one look at that cute office guy.
I’m not going to act on it( because I know better ), but its the principle that are important. There are still smart, cute nice guys out in the world.
When the guy is significantly hotter than the girl or the girl is significantly hotter than the guy, I know theyre together as they were something there stronger than the powers of physical attraction. That thing is love in its realest, rawest form.
I used to think T-Swift was foolish in believes in the fairytale. I used to think she voiced stupid among the honest, soul-bearing likes of Katy Perry and Kings of Leon.
Ms. Swift is no longer sappy and misinformed. She is dead-on.
There are hardly any places more romantic than an airport. Two people previouslyseparated by long airplane rides and vast oceans make their route back to each other and love one another even more than they did before.
Distance induced their hearts recollect why life is worth living — for love.
This one is a small reminder of big important: Chivalry is not dead, and romance is alive and well.
Putting a coat on a womans shoulders is such a little thing, but it’s also so wonderfully sincere that it speaks volumes.
Because I know hes there with his girlfriend, and he wants nothing to do with clothes, shoes or anything mall-related. He just loves her AF.
That look is everything. That look is the look of all seems. Its the appear we envy. Its the looking that signals its meant to be.
He isnt asking me out on a date, but hes letting me know hes open to meeting new people. And there are few things more refreshing than watching a man in a big city take a few small moments to let a woman know he isnt that busy.
In a land sans dating apps and f* ckboys, hearing narratives of organic romance invigorates my soul and brightens my heart.
Theyre thinking about expanding their family. Theyre not making a baby, but they are taking baby steps toward their future — and theres nothing more romantic than forward thinking.
Id like to be clear that a woman , not a human, told me this.
Now, I know what youre thinking: What could a woman complimenting you on your personal growth “ve got something to” do with believing in love again ?
Well, it’s an indirect track to determining love. Its a glint of hope — that if I’m well on my route to being my best ego, then I’m also well on my style to determining the best person for me.
I havent saw love, though Id very much love to. Even so, it helps to know that until then, Ive got something to look forward to.