hopeless romantic. . .

"Hopeless romantics believe in true love, and the eternal bliss that comes from being united with one's soul mate is what they crave most.

Hopeless romantics recognize in themselves the ability to love infinitely deeply, and they ache to be loved with the same fervor in return. When a hopeless romantic has someone to lavish their affection on, lavish they do. Hopeless romantics sometimes write love letters full of poetic phrases and send flowers, but mostly they try to find a thousand thoughtful little ways to show their love. They make romance into an art form.

Hopeless non-romantics think that hopeless romantics are delusional and too intense. Other than the seeming futility in the search for a soul mate, nothing frustrates a hopeless romantic more than a significant other who does not understand the hopeless romantic temperament."

hi, i'm an hopeless romantic. nice to meet you. i am on a quest to love & to be loved. my ideal love? someone who looks at me and sees everything they need, want, & could ever desire. i know i'm not perfect, yet i try to become whatever it is they need me to be. is it too much to ask that they do the same in return? i know, chivalry is dead. being a gentleman is archaic. actually being a nice guy, strike 1, strike 2, strike 3...i know i'm out. but what happen to the lovers? what happen to the other hopeless romantics? where are the ladies who enjoy being courted. who enjoy a love note, written on scratch paper. cards with actual feelings inside, not just the store bought ones. what happen to a woman actually smelling the flowers you buy her, touching them, smiling, thanking you? you know i've never been on a date with a woman or saw her without giving her flowers? what happen to the women that noticed that?

where are the ladies who aren't afraid to be locked in the house all weekend with you. that find enjoyment by just being close to you? yes, we can go out and explore the world, town, neighborhood..but what's wrong with exploring each other? caressing my hand, interlocking my fingers. kissing, touching, gazing into one another's eyes. talking. actually talking. i wanna know you. what you like, don't like. the thoughts in your head. i don't care if all you're thinking about is, "i need to wash my hair..when i get home". that's interesting to me. you're interesting to me. i wanna learn you. i wanna read your moods, expressions, your thoughts. yes, it sounds obsessive but i want to be able to look at you and just know what's on your mind. i wanna share inside jokes without speaking. yanno, that smile we give each other when others are around..that lets one another know we're thinking the same thing. i want you to share your dreams with me. your passions, your fears. i wanna know what scares you, so i can protect you.. what hurts you, so i can never do that.

let me look at you. so what if i stare..maybe i love your smile. or the way your eyes invite me in & speak to my soul. did you know i can recite every line, freckle, birth mark, wrinkle you have? it's because when i look at you, its not purely of a sexual manner. i look at you for the beauty God created me to see. and let me just say, after seeing you...he is my favorite artist, hands down. i want you to see me that way. i want you to love my soul, so that one day when we do leave our bodies...we will find one another because we we're always in love. do you believe in deja vu? i do, i believe we were together before. and despite the years, the geographical distance, the different environmental upbringings..we still found each other. isn't that something? i found you, you found me. coincidence...or destiny? tell me do you believe? in love? in lust, in pleasure. all can be obtained as long as you never lose focus on the first. i lust for the pleasures of loving you. it's like you give me breath, hence you give me life. your love is what keeps me alive, and i need that. i need you. notice, i said need..not want. because you are a priority, it's essential that i have you. for you are what love is, and i NEED love.

all i ask? is for understanding and reciprocity. understand that this love isn't for everyone. that it isn't easily obtainable. if you can't work for it, fight for it, live for it, love for it..it isn't for you. if it's too much. if you can't handle someone loving you intensely. walk away. if "i've never had anyone treat me like this.." stops you from letting me treat you the way you're supposed to be treated..go back to mr. wrong. i know it may be intimidating...a man who actually tells you what's in his heart, on his mind, and that he wants no one but you..forever. it's all good, take some time to let that soak in, i'll wait....

but be advised that although a hopeless romantic is annoying at times. even though we can be a wee bit overwhelming. once a woman who is ready for one, takes notice. we are heavily in demand. meaning...we are a diamond in a field full of coal. yes, the coal has the potential to produce a diamond and shine. but we are 99.9% less work...and much more desirable. don't let the next chick get your diamond....i'm saying..if you like it you better make me put a ring on it..

signed,

tha hopeless romantic