“being a romantic is a curse. it may not seem alike it, but when you put your heart and soul into the planning and executing of a little quality time with someone you love and your efforts go unnoticed. or you hear a song that perfectly describes your feelings for that someone and they totally dismiss it. saying something like that’s not their kind of music, not listening to the words, which only relay emotions one would have for their soulmate, but to the singer, who may be of a different genre of music. in these aspects, being a romantic is a curse. having ideas for time spent with that special someone, candlelight dinners, running a bath ready for them after a long day’s work, moonlit picnics under the stars, roses and candy, etc. but the curse hits when all these things are unappreciated by that person. the person that you most want to do these things for. have these things for. when they begin to accept nothing but the finest things, taking you and the little romantic gestures you make for granted. never taking the time to acknowledge the work you put behind making them happy with your private encounters. that makes the whole idea of being a romantic seem somewhat tainted, a much less desired distinction to me. and it leaves a romantic hole in my heart. which is a curse in itself.”
sometime in '00 or '01, i don't remember the exact date.
August 5, 2012
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