A Danny Zuko and Sandy Olsson type of romance.
One for the books.
To have someone saranade you, as they accentuate their left leg and subtly comb over that annoyingly disobedient portion of their slicked back hair.
Oh ya.
What a time, aye?
A time, I guess, where chivalry may have not, in fact, been dead!
.. just yet
oo! And What about the 90’s!
Remember Justin Timberlake and Brittany Spears!
David and Victoria Beckham!
P. Diddy Combs and Jennifer ‘the g.o.a.t.’ Lopez!
And shall we NEVER
EVER
and I mean EVER forget
Jada Pinkette and Will ‘The Fresh Prince’ Smith!
Two of the four power couple’s listed above had managed to somehow make it out of that era alive, indirectly deleneating an almost perfect depiction of what ‘nothing good in life comes easy’ truly means.
I pose these examples to indirectly insinuate that we, as a generation, do, in fact, become complacent.
Unwilling to work for the things we had once fought so hard to obtain.
To find love, fall in love, and ultimately stay in love..
It takes work.
Complacency and boredom trumps that ‘work’.
The most important thing I had realized, in my very much NON existent love life, is this:
It is one thing to ultimately find the person whom you assume is unequivocally meant for you, but it is another thing to have that keen sense of social awareness to keep them around.
An ability to individualize they way you converse with one person as opposed to another takes work.
Work?
Yee dawgy, work.
Knowing whether this person likes the chase, or simply take joy in conversing with you.
Do they take pride in talking ABOUT you, or simply like to talk about themselves.
Are they seemingly kind, though possess a set of tendencies that could potentially prove otherwise?
Allocating attention to such characteristics takes a certain level of social awareness.
That attentiveness is mentally taxing. Mental taxation = work.
Simple math my friends. Very simple math.
All it takes is one misinterpreted sentence.
One disputable response.
One incorrectly placed emoji.
And boom!
CONGRATULATIONS!!
YOU HAVE OFFICIALLY BEEN
Ah yes, what a time.
See,
It is hard to uphold this magnanimous attitude towards mankind when the dispositions that are utterly voiced, are then reciprocated by those exact Individuals.
I can bet a dime and a half that it is those brusque folk, who tweet about their romantic desires and aspirations, that are deemed to be most emotionally inconsiderate.
Bold statement?
Consequentially, I’ve seen it first hand..
The infedelity
The inconsistencies
The ‘games’
It is all there.
Eloquently painted in black and white.
Though tainted by the complexities of society’s constructed ideologies, it is relatively all there.
There, but Flawed.
Very much flawed.
Stalk a person's twitter likes one of these days. Do it.
Anywho,
Contemporary love is this falsified portrayal of chivalrous demeanor that everyone desires but that only a select few candidly possess.
Or maybe that’s just me being cynical?
..........
It is quite funny, actually. I was playing ‘Heads Up’ the other day!
You know, this fun, festive, yet utterly frustrating game we all have come to know and love..
YES! THAT ONE!
I was up at bat. MY TURN TO GUESS!!
The phrase unapologetically canvased accross my forehead was ‘Falling in Love’
As my team of 17 begin to holler and act out examples in hopes that I manage to somehow uncover this popular, though uninviting, phrase,
One example stands out beyond the 16 presented to me:
"SOMETHING YOU NEVER WANT TO DO IN LIFE"
First, I think:
"Gah dayum shorty, Who in the fuck hurt you..?"
Though, I then analyzed.
[To preface this analysis, let the record show that I uncovered the answer within miliseconds]
I tempestuously recant (due to the time constraint) "FALL IN LOVE"
But Why?
How, with such an uncanny ease, did I know exactly what my teammate had meant with the example she foretold.
Take into account that as the time is running down, I stand aimlessly, allowing my mind to unconsciously wander, disregarding the pulsing demeanor of the competitive fiends that I was so fortunate to have been grouped with.
Whoops?
Anywho,
Contemporary Romance is not doomed.
Contemporary romance is not a myth.
And I don’t entirely believe that chivalry is completely and utterly.. dead.
However, I do believe many are incredibly quick to judge, disallowing an individual who is far more eccentric than themselves, to be let in, emotionally.
If not consumed by the constructs put in place by way of social media herself, I truly believe that more people would be accepted for who they are and how they carry themselves.
I write this with the disposition that 99.9% of the people in this world ALREADY think in this way; that what I am saying sounds somewhat redundant.
Or maybe I am truly trippin’ and what I am saying sounds utterly absurd, in its most prominent form.
Quite frankly, I doubt many of you have even gotten this far considering my blog posts are long as shit.
So I guess it doesn’t really matter.
I apologize, by the way, for the lengthy posts. Truly.
Then again, my inability to express my thoughts in present-time, is what lead me to start writing in the first place, so I guess that’s a valid approach in attempting to justify why 80% of my readers don’t make it past the first 6 lines.
Oh whale.
This piece was inspired by the show ‘Modern Love’.
I just watched it on amazon prime. It reminded me of all the good still left in this world.
10/10, highly recommended.
It revived this evanescent sense of hopefulness that maybe I WILL find myself a relationship encapsulated by old-fashion love and quaint-like experiences.
One quite possibly similar to that of Danny Zuko and Sandy Olsson?
Ugh.
Oo! or better yet..Cara Delevingne and Ashley Benson??
Plot twist.
Nevertheless,
I guess only time will tell.
As of now, I will just continue to observe the relationships of those around me, seeking solace in a time where chivalrous opportunities continue to grow irrefutably feeble.
For those who have read this far,
Dummy lit!!! I appreciate you!!!
For those who haven’t,
I’m unencumbered.
Your twitter feed is probably TEN FOLDS more exciting than what I have to say in these very boring, very monotonous, and very un-insightful blog posts anyway.
Your twitter likes**???
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I say With 'hEllA' Gratitude (to those who have taken the time to read this far),
Best,
Tal.