Rambles of a Romantic


 

Rambles of a Romantic


For the longest time, I’ve been fascinated by the idea of love.


To be able to care so deeply for someone so precious, so dear, thoughts of them invade your mind and surround it in a thick fog. But not like a suffocating pile of heavy smog, no– more like a fluffy cloud, making you feel all lightheaded, lifting your spirits until you’re soaring high in the air, floating from the sheer joy that comes from being lovestruck.


Those heavy, longing stares, felt from across the room, winding its way through the crowd until it reaches your own, zipping past like a flying arrow. And once it strikes, thump! It’s met with a resounding jump of the heart, a shock that surges through your veins and makes itself known to the rest of your body. Almost like your heart’s sending a distress signal; systems failing from the piercing attack of a loving stare.


I lie in bed often wondering just what it would be like to have someone beside me, a tangled mess of limbs and sheets, warm bodies practically molding with the other, sweet nothings whispered in the dead of night. To have someone be so close, it doesn’t matter how long the two of you stay like that. Minutes, hours? Perhaps even days– just two souls nestled in the comfort of the other, without a care in the world.


And what of the act of liplocking? Is it as exhilarating as they say, sending tingles throughout every vein, lighting a spark in every nerve ending? Or physical touch, hands gliding through plains of skin, finding their way onto curled fingers, slipping through the gaps between to lace the digits together? A hold so firm, yet tender, ensuring the other were to not let go?


Not to mention the times you’d share together– talking and laughing beneath a blanket of stars, discussing anything and everything that comes to mind, both the rational and the absurd. And throughout the chaos, you stick together, peering into the depths of the other’s mind. It’s a unique, colorful swirl of thoughts, nothing short of a beautiful sight


…Or something like that.


But hey, what do I know, right?


At most, this is all it is– an idea.

But deep inside this withdrawn soul lies a glimmer of hope. That maybe love is actually just as magical as in the movies.


- Casandra Jenever Guevarra


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