The Beginning of Life as We Know It

The tragedy of hopeless romanticism

Movies romanticize romanticism and romantics, but I can tell you first-hand that being constantly enamored with the idea of love isn't a particularly pleasant experience. I'm always one for flowers and cute Instagram pictures, but being a romantic is a bit like constantly being a little tipsy, except instead of being drunk on alcohol you're drunk on the idea of kissing someone who will eternally want to kiss you back.

It's rather unfortunate, really - as the universe would have it, us romantics tend to date people who are anything but. Falling in love is especially difficult when one falls often, because everything that falls breaks a bit. My many broken hearts are as much a product of mine as they were another's, but that doesn't mean I'll stop trying to find love; in fact, I tend to try even more, which is particularly inconvenient. 

The tragedy of being a hopeless romantic is not that one is constantly in tears and a state of broken-hearted-ness, though those indeed are unfortunate things not to be understated. I personally have found that I involuntarily romanticize all my memories of love, which makes for good poetry but a poor scope of the true significance of events.