"I don’t want to dream through our lives together, don’t want to sleep in, don’t want to put on my sunglasses and pretend that life’s a vacation. The fantasy is that I want to exist in reality; the fantasy is to be there for someone on a Sunday morning but also on a Tuesday night, when the haze and laze of the weekend has worn thin and seems far away as ever. I want a Tuesday kind of love." (Stephanie Georgopulos, Thought Catalogue)
Was browsing through my email blog feeds when I came across Tara's post last Friday on 'a Tuesday kind of love'... I got so intrigued that I clicked on her link, read and was hooked. Just like that.
A really good piece of writing tugs your heartstrings. Whether it evokes happy or sad memories, a beautiful piece just reels you in. It makes your world stop for a while, with dormant feelings and memories rushing as every word sinks into your consciousness. And I must say - my heart couldn't help smiling in agreement with wanting this kind of love.
After being in relationships but still single up to this day, I couldn't help but say that my standards are wayyy up there. Love stories in novels have convulted my sense of practicality and groundedness in relationships... of course, we still should have that high and giddy feelings of kilig to keep the relationship interesting, but I suggest toning down reading the love novels, hehe.
I digress... so what is Tuesday love? In essence, it's having someone accept you for who you are. Someone who looks at you with the same lovestruck eyes whether you're in your high-powered suit with killer heels or with disheveled hair and the most ragged shirt you own. Someone who, at the end of the day, can read you well enough to know whether to keep silent and hug you... or make you laugh till you cry - whatever suits your mood. Someone who knows what you're thinking just by merely looking at the twinkle in your eyes. Someone who is there for you during great times and the common, monotonous days of life. Someone who reminds you that love doesn't need to be always on a high. It is a love that is grounded, a love that knows and understands the realities and harshness of life - but sticks with you no matter what.
I should know... because I believe I have found my Tuesday love. A love that you would want to hold hands with while sipping mojitos and watching the sun set on the beach... but talking about realities like paying the bills and facing piles of work - yet you both know that it's going to be ok because you have each other's back. Sadly though, he is not for me to keep. If you have found yours, take care of him or her well... for in the midst of happy, sad, angry and silent episodes, you know that there is no other place you'd rather be in this world than be beside this person. :)
I encourage you to see this piece here... it's a great read!
(P.P.S. I just realized... it is a Tuesday today. :p)
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