Tuesday, 27 September 2011

The last romantic of the world



Everyone says that romantic (the) today is a waste of time, or better saying, get to suffer. But maybe my karma is to suffer for love. Maybe while everyone is happy, having never felt love, I am suffering for love. If I'm the last romantic of the world, I prefer it that way, never to be given the opportunity to eat a piece of the forbidden apple. Even if it is to love alone, with no return, since, unlike many things in life - who need more than one person in order to exist - love can be experienced individually, and that will take advantage of it depends solely on the person who feel. After all, all things have their good and bad sides. And thankfully so, if not all would be a total drama, or else alegrinho other all the time. The good thing there are good things and bad things, so that is can be a balance. But the issue here is not that, then go back to what matters.
If it is true that there is nobody in this world for me, I do not care, I will not change that aspect in me because of a corrupt society. So because I could not. Probably I was born at the wrong time, many people have told me this, and sometimes I think so too. Especially when it comes to romance.
Better than expensive gifts is a letter or a single rose, the person you truly love. Better than a big house, beautiful and empty, is a shack with only a mattress inside, where a couple in love in him, not decorators and landscapers need to build your happiness.
There are people who have seen my romanticism as default, but I do not care because I know I'm a complete person who is not afraid to create within yourself the feeling pure, powerful and precious which can be: love. Hopefully one day I'll find true love. I hope that all people are wrong, hopefully I'm wrong and that I will eventually figure out that I am the last of the romantic world. I can only hope. And wait, as always.


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