a hopeless romantic

finding love is high up there

photographed at pirates cove-san luis obispo, california

I’ve categorized myself as a hopeless romantic for as long as I can remember. To be honest, I don’t even know why or how I’m a hopeless romantic. Maybe it’s the rom-coms I watched with my mom every weekend for the first 18 years of my life or maybe it’s the full-of-hope-romance-novels I stuck my head in every day from the age of 5 up till now.

It’s harder than you’d think to be a hopeless romantic in this day and age. The hook up culture in college is pretty great, but at times it’s just not enough. You’ll date a lot of the wrong people or hook up with a ton of strangers and somehow it leaves you feeling a little more empty than before. At one point, you’re ready to give up and just let life take its run at you, leading to some questionable life choices. I wonder, what’s wrong with me? Is it my standards? Is it me? And every now and then I need to remind myself that the universe is planning something magical for me, hopefully soon.

That being said, we’re not as unrealistic as we’re made out to be. We know that life isn’t like a fairy tale, but that doesn’t mean we’re going to give up on finding true love. We just fall in love more easily. Every person deserves their moments of dreaming and fantasizing about their own love story. Although we’re “hopeless” romantics, we’re anything but. We’re so hopeful for whatever the universe holds for us.

And then comes the day that all hopeless romantics wait for: the day you meet “The One”. You have no idea how you managed to cross paths, but you knew what you found almost the minute you found it. This is the beginning of the happy ending you’ve been waiting for.