Romantic Cynic: Aching for Heartache

Are you a sap?  I am.  A self-professed sap.  Yes, I’ll judge other people for crying in public during movies.  But show me the same movie on my own couch and my eyes are likely to water and my lower lip to quiver.  I am an extremely emotional person, only I absolutely refuse to let other people see that.  (I guess I’ll just tell them about it in a blog post.)  I like to appear strong.  There aren’t many people I’d let see me cry (even in a public movie theater).  I can count the friends who’ve seen me cry since middle school on one hand.  Not something to necessarily be proud of but just giving you some background.

Do you ever find yourself watching movies or listening to music and yearning to feel what they feel?  The desire can be so strong sometimes that you may actuatlly seem to get caught up in that desired emotion.  A sad scene, your heart’s aching.  An apologetic lyric, your heart’s aching.  That crescendo in the score of an epic movie, heart aching.  Only it’s not really your emotion, at least not  your genuine, original emotion.  Can you want something to be real badly enough to make it real?  No, okay.  It sure beats indifference and boredom sometimes. 

Using a busy life as an excuse not to add one more aspect is pretty weak.  I personally like to multi-task and function better when I’m busy.  The one thing I don’t necessarily always allow myself to add is someone to relax with.  When your brain slows down and you get off work, you just might enjoy doing nothing — with someone else.  Going to a movie, watching a mindless television show, sharing a good meal with almost endless conversation or no need for one, doing nothing but breathing the same air, holding a hand gently but for dear life, just being close to someone.  It’s amazing how content those moments can make you feel. 

Contentment is not something to take lightly.  It (usually) takes a decent amount of work and awkward “getting to know you” moments to get to that level.  But once you’ve achieved it, contentment can be enough for quite some time.  I would personally advocate a little more contentment in all of our lives sometimes.  Until a source makes itself impossible to ignore, don’t feel ashamed of spending some more time with your couch and a romantic comedy as you continue to ache for the heartache, yearn for the yearning, and look forward to not looking back.

Searching for my copy of”The Notebook”,

Jo’van

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