Friday, September 19, 2008

a hopeless romantic

I once told someone I was one
but that I tried not to be.
They were quite amused by this statement.
Yet I think it's valid.
It sucks being a hopeless romantic.
It means that, more often than not, I'll be disappointed.
But I live for the not so oftens.
(this is why I'll never take that pill)

So Robert and I watched Titanic tonight.
And it was EPIC.
Amazing. (sigh......)
So much better than I remember it.
I seriously got butterflies a few times.
I won't say that it's not overly dramatic or cheesey at times.
But who can legitimately say that they don't want a love like that?
C'mon, I'd die for a passion-filled Kate and Leo esque love.