Comedies, Tragedies, Great Love

I always knew that my life will somehow resemble a great movie, the kind of movie that has the audience applauding and weeping at the end, either from happiness or sorrow. I just know that I am destined for something great. It would be nice if my movie is a romantic comedy and there is a happily ever after in my future but something tells me I am more of a "Thelma and Luise" kinda girl. Basically regardless of the genre my story will be remembered.

I want to live my life and experience things that take my breath away. I want a great love, the kind that Carrie was speaking about in the last episode of Sex and the City.

I'm looking for love. Real love. Ridiculous, inconvenient, consuming, can't-live-without-each-other love.

I want that kind of love, the one that shortens distances and makes you do stupid things. The love that makes you float above the ground. I want to be in the arms of a man and not realize that there is other life going on outside of our embrace. I want to kiss in public and not care if anyone is watching. I want to fall in love and never fall out of it.

The problem is that all of the listed above can only happen if I take a chance, the chance that I haven't been fully given yet. If it's meant to be, it will be effortless, like finding the puzzle piece I have been missing. I won't have to wonder if I found the one I was looking for, I will know when it fits!