We’re all fools looking for love in all the wrong places. I’m so, so tired of hearing those love songs on the radio moaning about that same old, cliche love that everyone seems to be after. I’m tired of romantic comedies and their witty, playful little love scenes that are so scripted, so far from anything remotely plausible. They think I’m a hopeless cynic because I don’t believe in the love that the mass media has fooled us into believing truly exists. Maybe. Maybe I’m a cynic. Maybe I’m a realist. Or maybe I’m and idealist. A true visionary, revolutionary dreamer. No, I’m not immune. Not inhuman. Not heartless. I believe in a different kind of love. A love that is less tangible, less palpable. The kind of love where there’s no prejudices. No self-righteous, selfish, terribly human humans. Not that lusty, dumb high school kind of “love” between those that brag about sex and how they’ll never get over that “certain one”. Not just between males and females. Just the whole world together exuding love, exuding exuberant, hopefully glimmering love, love, love.
Looking for Love in All the Wrong Places
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