Some of you may be confused by this title. Old fashioned love? But, it’s completely old-fashioned, outdated!
In addition, before the women were submissive to their man, did not have a say and completely depended on their partner or husband to be able to survive.
So, yes… If you look at it from this angle, I can understand that my desire seems crazy or incomprehensible.
Yet old-fashioned love isn’t just that. Indeed, like any other couple, the people of yesteryear who had romantic relationships had their problems.
But, their love stories had elements that we have lost today. Thanks to technology, the advent of adult content and the influencers who sell us supposedly idyllic lives on social media.
Of course, I am not saying that the evolution of society has brought us all the negative. But, I think it’s important to point out that romantic relationships today are getting shorter and shorter and more shallow and couples are easily giving up.
As my grandmother would say, couples used to fix what was broken. Now, without hesitation, we get rid of what doesn’t seem to be working.
There is less effort and less compromise. So, as soon as a problem arises within a couple, it’s “Goodbye”. But where is the love in all of this?
So I will explain to you what I want …
When I say I want old-fashioned love, I’m not talking about the outrageous declarations of love in endless poems.
Besides, I also don’t need to be courted or have a gentleman in my life to open the door for me or help me take off my coat.
I also don’t need to have a man to act as my traveling wallet. I work and I love what I do.
So I can support myself, give myself gifts and pay my bills. And, I even less need a partner who tells me what decisions to make, what to wear or how to behave.
Even the romanticism of those romantic relationships of yesteryear does not make me dream. Of course, politeness and long love letters are adorable things.
And, if I can get that within my relationship… Great! Otherwise it does not matter. I don’t dream of sunset or sunrise walks, red roses or white swans.
All of that romance depicted in the books is beautiful but, to be honest, that’s not what I miss in dating relationships today.
I don’t need all of that. And, I do not want any more! You will say to me, “Why?”. Quite simply because the passion is fading.
Over time, the appearance changes. Wrinkles appear, we gain weight, we lose it. In short, our bodies change and beauty can disappear as quickly as it appeared.
Moreover, although many people refuse to talk about these topics, illness and death are also very real events.
And, God knows that illness can completely change the way you look. And, death… Well, I don’t need to tell you what death entails!
Life is too short to waste time on fictitious loves or almost relationships.
So when I say I want old-fashioned love, I don’t hide my face. I don’t need over-the-top romanticism.
And, I’m not trying to get a man to sell me a dream and promise me the moon. I don’t need big declarations of love where he screams from the rooftops that he’s madly in love with me.
But, you know what I don’t need either? In an almost romantic relationship. Indeed, I do not want to go out with a man who always has one foot on the other side of the door.
Someone who wants to be in a relationship but doesn’t really want to commit or put in the effort to make our romantic relationship work.
What I am looking for is pure, healthy and lasting love. And, it took me facing a tragedy to figure this out.
This story is both sad and beautiful. My grandfather passed away at the age of 93. A good age, I must admit.
My grandmother had dementia, so she was losing her memory. Besides, she also found it difficult to place events in context and in time.
But, do you know what she never forgot? My grandfather ! Their love was still so strong that she found it hard to accept the fact that she had to live without my grandfather’s presence.
She told me that she still remembered their love and that she missed this feeling deeply. All she wanted was for him to be there, next to her, to massage her feet and kiss her softly on the cheek.
This is the kind of love I want!
For me, their romantic relationship is epic! Their love and the kind of love that enters your veins and flows throughout your body.
The kind of love that is sweet and innocent. The kind of love that never stops, even when the other’s heart stops beating.
So when I say I want old fashioned love, I’m just saying I’m looking for a man who will love me and even love fifty years after we first met.
Something that does not disappear with the slightest obstacle and that does not evaporate over time. I want my heart to pound every time I see this person smile at me.
And, I want to remember all the first times. And, of all the steps we have taken together.
In fact, I need a love that will miss me if it goes away. Which is worth experiencing, even if you lose that person.
I want the kind of love that I will never regret having known. Anyway, I want the kind of love that breathes even when I’m out of breath.
So, no… I don’t need gifts, or grand declarations, or overly romantic gestures.
I don’t need to be spoiled. And, I need the diamond ring or the designer bags even less. In reality, I don’t need anything!
Because if I ever find that kind of love, I won’t need anything else. I want the kind of love that makes me wake up every day and smile knowing I’m still in love.
The kind of love that doesn’t fade, no matter how far or how long it takes. I want the kind of love worth fighting for.
Who is worth all the hard times, the fights and the dark days. Because this kind of love is imperfect, like all loves.
But, I want the kind of love that keeps changing and evolving. I want the kind of love that won’t separate.
That doesn’t fade away when the weather takes a toll on my appearance. I want a love that is genuine. And not something superficial. A love that will look me in the eye and see my youth there even if my body reflects old age or illness.
So I want old fashioned love. I don’t need the material shit this world loves to make us want. I don’t need the one night stands and the phone numbers of the men I’ve saved.
I just need it to be real. The kind of love that is both hard and easy. True love that is beautiful even in the midst of the ugly.
I want the love my grandparents had. Classic old-fashioned love that never dies.