#lovebuginfestation

       Ok...So I just wanted to write. I'm not sure if you could call this a rant, or somewhere along those lines. I'll just leave you to be the judge of that. My mind's gonna go into overdrive if I don't get this out of my system now. Haha

       So, I've been seeing pictures of Haylor (Harry Styles and Taylor Swift) everywhere since they met up in New York. I don't exactly know all the details, except that they went strolling about New York with cutie Baby Lux (Disclaimer: I am not a Directioner. My sister updates me on all 1D news and I enjoy reading fanfics. Haha), I couldn't help but see a tinge of love on their eyes. I'm not saying that their dating or anything, and I'm not implying that their in love or whatnot. I'm just saying that there's just something about the pictures that struck something within me.

       Hm...I guess maybe that was the last straw. Just yesterday, I saw a little happening in our school. It was a couple's anniversary (Happy anniversary to the happy couple. Goodluck and God bless to both of you!) and I'm not sure who the "culprit" was but he/she got his friends to help him out. Little cakes with lighted candles and colored papers with cute and sweet quotes and lyrics written on them were held by friends as the couple approached the small crowd and giggled shyly and happily (of course!). 

       Ah, love! Love, love, love, love. Everywhere I look, there's love--romantic love. Young couples are walking around our school corridors, blissfully contented with each other's company, and rumors and/or news of people getting together are all over the internet. The world practically oozes with love lately. And here I am, sitting in front of the computer, conversing with you, my imaginary readers and audience. I admit it: I am jealous of all this love around me.

       Don't get me wrong, ok? I am very contented with my life and the joy my family and friends bring. I enjoy their company and am very grateful for them. But sometimes I couldn't help but wonder when will I get to experience that kind of love? When will it be my turn to dance the waltz with Prince Charming? When will I get to blush and say those three magic words?

       People can go on and on about love--I know I can. We, girls, grew up reading tales of happily ever afters and lucky princesses rescued from evil and loved dearly by their dashing princes. We watched the famous Disney princess films and fell in love with the fictional leading men, and dreamed of someday getting our own big-screen-worthy love stories. But then, speaking of and listening about it is much different from actually being Cinderella or those actresses in so-called "Chick Flicks" that we watch over and over again.

       I'm never really going to grasp the full and true meaning of that romantic love until I, myself, have it. Look, I'm not rushing into things here. I'm not itching to get a boyfriend and get all lovey-dovey and everything. I'm just curious and wondering how it will all turn out for me. Like, where and when will we meet? Will we have that spark and special connection in the first meeting? Will I hear the orchestra play in my head when he smiles at me? How long did we have to play all those cliche games before realizing that there's no point to it anymore since we've already fallen hard for one another? How many heartbreaks did I have to go through before I found him?