My grandparents have been married for over fifty years. Most people's grandparents, or even parents, have been or will have been married for longer than this when their lives are over. This will never happen for me. This will never happen for most of my generation. People always believe there is a better option, someone better out there, than the person they're with. Everyone is too busy searching for their perfect match that they miss them when they're standing in front of them screaming "Hello! I'm right here!" Not to mention when someone does finally settle down and thinks they have found someone worth sharing their life with, there are too many ways to cheat these days. You can literally be in bed with your significant other and cheating on your cellphone or social networking site. Combine that with the lack of morality my generation was raised with and Boom! Recipe for heartbreak and loneliness.
I want to be courted. I want a romance like our grandparents had, and still have. Call me old fashioned, fine. I don't want to keep my options open. I want one person. One person to show all I have to give. To share my everything with. To go to sleep with every night and wake up to every morning. I want to share coffee. I want to make meals together. I want to have picnics. I want to enjoy my life because they are in it. I don't want someone to think twice about their feelings for me, or wonder if i'm "as good as it gets." I want them to look at me like there's no one else. Because that is how I will be looking at them.
Despite the "Sex and the City" type culture; life isn't meant to be spent alone into your forties, just sleeping with whatever tickles your fancy and having cocktails with a new man every night.
Life is meant to be spent with someone else. One someone else. Someone to merge your life with until you're so far deep into each other's lives it simply becomes "our life." Life isn't about sneaking around behind your lover's back. It isn't about texting, facebooking, tweeting, emailing, nothing. Life is not meant for lies, deceit, betrayal, or pain. It's meant for happiness, companionship, and if we're lucky enough...love.
But no one seems to understand that these days.
I would like to know if i'm stuck in a fantasy that will never come true...or if maybe someday I will find someone who breaks the mold of my generation. I'm very young, and I realize that, but i'm going to have to find him soon if I want to surpass fifty years.
