The Stupidity that Love is!!

Ok! So how many more romantic movies will I have to watch that remind me of "other" cute couples???!!!! Like when will I be able to say “awww… That’s like me and you…” Where is my “you”??? I mean how long do you have to wait to find someone who is loving, caring, good-looking, well-dressed, smells great, sensitive, patient and a good communicator??? Other people find these guys and are very happy!! So does it mean I have to lead a lonely existence for the rest of my life?? I get a lot of “stop chasing it and it’ll follow you” but seriously, how do you stop longing for that one thing you don’t have but everyone else seems to have and enjoy (sometimes in abundance).
It is strange how most of us single girls who’ve never even experienced being in love, yearn for it so much… it’s based on an abstract idea put into our head by others nauseatingly in love. I mean we miss something we’ve never even had!!
More than anything I like the idea of being in love. I define it as something that makes you high without your doing anything illegal or immoral… like every time you hear a song you, make this picture in your head about the “one” and it makes you smile stupidly from ear to ear… but really I wanna ask all those in love, how many times do you smile from ear to ear?? I’ve heard so many complain about those that they are in love with. And that’s when I feel I’d rather live happily with this weird, indefinable feeling than see my idea of love crash to the floor in smithereens!!
I mean what’s the point of being in a relationship with another person when you can be in one with yourself… you know what you expect and you can cater to your feelings better than anyone else. And you can prioritize yourself without feeling guilty!!! How awesome is that!!!
I know you can’t really hug yourself when you cry yourself to sleep or make butterflies flutter in your stomach but big deal… you can always get a pillow to hug and believe me there are ways to create the “butterfly effect” if you know what I mean. Nothing is impossible.