Hi, my name is none of your business and I am addicted to rom-coms. It doesn't matter in which form I consume them, whether it be books, movies, series, or even short videos on any social media platforms, I love all of them.
The sole purpose i am writing this is so i can come clean with the fact that i have read books, the count of which is somewhere around 200 (not many but i am trying my best) and i am now not ashamed to admit that probably half or at least one-thirds of them are rom-coms. And honestly, why not? Aren’t we all just love hungry creatures, dying to find solace in that one human? So why wouldn't you like someone narrating their experience of how they came to find that very thing, with all the hardships and quirky friendships they discovered along the way? It's a heavenly experience, and safe to say that I do cry every time (I'm an empath).
And my god, i dont know what kinds of drugs the creators are infusing in these rom-coms, but WHEW!
The 90’s and early 2000’s rom-coms just give off such homely and cozy vibes with their huge beds and giant flower print comforters and lacey clothings that i just forget for a minute that people have now shifted to this shit show of a trend or taste whatever you want to say, which is called minimalism, where parents are robbing their kids of colours and whimsy. I hate minimalism with my entire mind, body and soul, but this is an entire different story so lets save this for some other day.
My love for rom-coms also springs from my lack of a romantic life, but let’s not open that door. This being said, it is very comforting to know that the two people who are unaware of how much they deserve each other go through a span of two hours suffering in love connections (or maybe not suffering, but it absolutely gets me all worked up) end up with each other and then realise that this what the universe was planning for them (obviously i believe in the universe you guys, i just said that i love rom-coms what were you expecting).
You would have to be a special kind of sad and fuckall person to not like rom-coms, because its criminal to not appreciate that slow, soft track playing in the background when the protagonist sees their significant other for the first time, the emotional love confessions, the way their eyes Light up like the stars with a hint of some moisture building up upon seeing each other (brownie points when a yellow dress is involved).
I love the sly jokes, the fun bantering, the inside jokes, the innocent touches, the hand holding, gazing into each others’ eyes, what’s there not to like!?
My rom-coms have got me through the toughest of times, where i had no friends to confide in and my life was an absolute shit-show so i would really like to give my vote of thanks to rom-coms (books & movies) that helped me emerge on the other side of that one dark phase without much damage. After all, I do love love.