Fairy Tales

Once upon a time.

When I was a child, I believed in fairy tales. One day I was going to meet the perfect guy. Love at first sight. We wouldn't doubt. We wouldn't fight. We'd just be in love. I'd marry him and settle down in the countryside, and raise a family of my own. Life seemed simple back then.

Before I moved here, to California, I pictured the perfect guy. The 'dream' guy. Beachy, friendly, and super hot. I believed that when I saw him, I would instantly fall in love and vise versa.

It makes me laugh to remember these foolish ideas. I still believe in fairy tales, but I did face a huge reality check.

Love at first eyesight is impossible. You can fall in love with someone's looks, clothes, or ideas, but you can't love them truly until you know more about them. I do believe in love at first sight, but it depends on what you're looking with; your eyes or your heart.

And you can't suddenly be together; life never works like that. You don't suddenly have a job. You don't suddenly get into college. You don't suddenly have a family. Everything takes time and effort--things need to cultivate for a while before they move to the next step. As scary as it sounds, you have to start somewhere.

And you can't have a relationship without arguments. No disagreements? None whatsoever? That's impossible. You fall in love with someone for their uniqueness and personality--not how similar they are to you. A lot of people lie in the beginning of a relationship because they want to be equal. They want to avoid disagreements. But it's disagreements that make us so likable in a sense. Opposites attract, not equals.

Let's face it; nobodies perfect. Yet our 'knights in shining armor' seem to be exactly that. So when we find someone who isn't quite perfect, some people pull themselves away. You obviously aren't meant for each other if he isn't the 'Edward' to your 'Bella' ( as Twilight fans would have it ). But I've realized that you can find perfections in imperfectness. It's those cute little things- the way he gets angry when he doesn't understand something, the way he cracks that horribly bad joke that everyone laughs at anyways. Imperfection sounds perfect.

And finally, falling in love is PAINFUL. I don't care what you say, it isn't love unless you sacrifice those walls surrounding your fortress. Your castle. It hurts to let somebody understand you. To let somebody get you.

Love is such a simple emotion, but such a complicated feeling. I hope I find my happy ending soon. It just isn't as easy as I first assumed as a child.

...and they lived happily ever after!