Well, I did….and let me tell you….wow! The movie I am referring


To be real honest, I am lonely without true love. I fully admit it. I always get this kind of emotional twice a month, where I cry for no reason, trying to hide my tears. Finally, I just let them go. Ah, how healing it is to cry. I love crying. I used to get teased about it growing up because I cried so much. Now, anyone can tease me all they want. I think crying is awesome. I could get defensive and say that I cry because I have a really big heart….but really, I love crying. It is such a release. My tears for the past couple days have been because I desire love. A romantic love, a love that lasts, a love that holds partners together through the toughest circumstances, a love that an old couple can look back on and truly say, “I couldn’t have done it without you.” Cheesy? Only something you would see in movies? I think not! It is so real. Sure, it comes with its ups and downs…and that is what makes true love, true. I am not looking at it through rose-colored glasses. I get the reality.
Normally, I do really well with chick flicks. I don’t normally let them get me down in the dumps about my current situation. It is Hollywood after all, and Hollywood doesn’t know my life, or what has defined my singledom and future romances. I could watch Pride and Prejudice every day and not feel the least bit sad about ‘my status.’ If anything, it provides hope about the Darcy characters that are truly out there, just looking to love a woman…in spite of all her …. faults/weaknesses/inadequacies, whatever ;) But after watching this film…I pondered a lot about true love. Is it the Wesley/ Buttercups love that that I crave…ah no, it is the Holly/Gerry’s love that I crave.
I watched it a second time and am now reading the book. I am not so much down anymore about it. But I have realized something that only India Arie can describe in her album, Acoustic Soul:
I am ready for love
Why are you hiding from me
I'd quickly give my freedom
To be held in your captivity
I am ready for love
All of the joy and the pain
And all the time that it takes
Just to stay in your good grace
Lately I've been thinking
Maybe you're not ready for me
Maybe you think I need to learn maturity
They say watch what you ask for
Cause you might receive
But if you ask me tomorrow
I'll say the same thing
I am ready for love
Would you please lend me your ear?
I promise I won't complain
I just need you to acknowledge I am here
If you give me half a chance
I'll prove this to you
I will be patient, kind, faithful and true
To a man who loves music
A man who loves art
Respect's the spirit world
And thinks with his heart
I am ready for love
If you'll take me in your hands
I will learn what you teach
And do the best that I can
I am ready for love
Here with an offering of
My voice
My Eyes
My soul
My mind
Tell me what is enough
To prove I am ready for love
I am ready
4 comments:
I love love love that show. I went with a friend, who is divorced, and we were both bawling...at different times...for different reasons but ugh! I was the one bawling cuz I can imagine losing Marcus. I would be competely lost. She was bawling cuz maybe there is a chance she will be able to find someone again one day. I love that show...and I like crying too. Miss you baby!!!
That was a really good movie.
Don't worry Linds you will find that true love one day and it will be even better then you ever thought possible. Trust me I never thought I could have the kind of relationship that I have with Justin or even that it was possible to love someone that much and to know with out a doubt that he feels the same.
I love love love that movie! The soundtrack is way awesome too! Loved it! Good taste sista!
OH, how I wish I had the perfect guy to drop in your lap. It's not all kisses and roses, but it is worth it, and I wish it for you. Someday...
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