So I'm not sure if I should categorize this entry as morbid or uplifting... Or maybe a little bit of both. For those of you following my blog who don't know (and considering who my followers are... you do know, but whatever) my boyfriend of almost nine months now is in Panama for an entire year, not returning to my side until next summer. It's been a rough month thus far, but I guess that's to be expected. We've had our ups and downs over these past thirty-some days away from one another and it's been exceptionally difficult to try and cope.
I usually get by by just not really thinking about it.
But anyway, the topic of this blog entry!
So, since I'm on a bit of a romantic hiatus until next summer when he comes back, I've been going through some withdrawal symptoms. Buried not too far under the surface is a HUGE romantic. And I mean huge. Valentine's Day, even when I'm single, makes me giddy. Romantic movies make me cry excessively with happiness. I'm in high school and I still will sometimes sit in class and daydream about Prince Charming while the other girls in my class gawk over the new hottie in class.
I don't really know why I'm such a romantic fool. Maybe it's some psychological bullshit, like I wasn't hugged enough as a child and thus always longed for a solid, loving relationship. Or maybe I just like the idea of falling in love. It is quite an amazing prospect, isn't it?
But, again, ANYWAY!
(I really need to work on that whole "staying on topic" thing...)
This withdrawal I was talking about earlier... It's been taking its toll on me. So, to try and deal with it, I've been living vicariously through my best friend's relationship, watching a ton of sappy romance movies, reading those adorably sickening romance books, and listening to a boat load of love songs. I just can't get enough of it all. When Isaiah was here he was perfect; romantic and sweet and always doing all of those cute lovey-dovey things that I thought only truly existed in fairy tales. He proved me wrong though and I'm so happy with that.
Now, when it comes to love songs, I have a million and one different songs that I love, but I must say that Jason Mraz's "Beautiful Mess" is my favorite. It's just so... good. It explains how a relationship is so well and the sounds of the song and Mraz's voice is supurb. I just adore it and I listen to it at least once a day.
I love every love song from classical Sinatra to modern-day Buble and everything in between. From those soft and sensual tunes to the hard-rock bands who dived into the romantic parts of their hearts. I just love it all. I feel that love is the most wonderful thing. The Beatles said it best... All you need is love. And then Ewan McGregor repeated those words and, boy, did my heart just break with the beauty of the whole thing.
So I don't know where I was exactly going with this blog entry. I was listening to some songs on Pandora and I just really wanted to talk about them, bring them out into the open. Maybe I'll make a playlist of my favorites and post it up here. Who knows?
For now, I'm going to go make to swaying along to my Mraz baby and smile as he makes me think of Isaiah returning in a year :)