I always thought being a hopeless romantic meant I would end up with the perfect guy who’s ready to share my passion for love and desire for happiness — boy was I wrong. All being a hopeless romantic has done is leave me disappointed.
- I believe in movie love. I’m that girl who cries during romantic movies because I want my relationship to look like the ones on screen. I know it isn’t realistic, but for some reason, I can’t help but believe my fairytale ending is going to happen eventually. Every time it doesn’t, it just leaves me more and more disappointed.
- I have high expectations. I want my guy to have so many amazing qualities that I’m not sure even exist. He needs to be kind, loving, generous, intelligent, funny, enjoyable to be around, able to hold insightful conversations… Plus, I want him to be sexy, athletic and mature with a little bad boy side. Oh, and he should treat me like a queen. No guy I’ve talked to has ever met all these criteria, so I’m starting to think I’ll never find one who does.
- I’m overly optimistic when it comes to love. I understand that relationships are hard, but I still believe that love conquers all and that if someone claims to love you, they should be willing to walk through hell with you to make it work. Apparently, not everyone views love this way, which is very clear when the guys who tell me they love me are the quickest to leave.
- I have a specific way I want my relationship to look. I want surprise flowers on the table. I want to be each other’s best friend. I want to spend the majority of our time together. I want to be excited to rush into my boyfriend’s arms as he comes home from work — and here come the movie scenes again. My hopelessly romantic view of a relationship has yet to come true.
- I want “I love you” to be a part of our everyday vocabulary. I want to remind my boyfriend that I love him every day, and I want him to do the same for me. Even more, I want to never let each other forget the reasons we’re in love. I think it’s important to continuously admire each other through words and actions. Just because he told me he thinks I’m beautiful when we first met doesn’t mean I don’t want to keep hearing it. I don’t think that’s too much to ask, but guys seem to find it too exhausting.
- I want to live in the honeymoon stage forever. There’s no doubt that the honeymoon stage is the most fun stage. You spend your time excited to get to know a person. The guy’s enthralled by you, everything is perfect and happy, there are no fights or disagreements — why wouldn’t everyone want to live in this stage? I get that it’s not realistic, but I do believe if you put in enough effort, you can keep it pretty close.
- I’m all about old-school romancing. I like a guy to ask me out on a proper date — to dinner and possibly a movie. I don’t like this new thing where you get a “let’s hang out” text and you know you’re going over to Netflix and chill. I want it all. Come pick me up at my front door, bring me flowers, take my coat, put on the moves!
- I want to grow old together. I’m looking for someone to grow old with; someone who will love me my whole life and will stay by my side through everything. This whole hookup culture, casual sex thing is not for me. Unfortunately, it seems like it’s becoming more and more popular and my Prince Charming is becoming harder to find.