Romantic love is often explored in film, poetry, and literature. One of my favorite movies of all time is Before Sunrise. Within its 105-minute time span, the audience witnesses the thorough development of a burgeoning romance, and it's not your typical meet-cute. The film begins with infatuation, following with an extensive amount of dialogue which switches from politics to feminism to art. The ending in itself was comforting, although not exactly satisfying, but it leaves you feeling warm and fuzzy enough to wait and watch the sequel.
Most recently, I saw Call Me by Your Name. It illustrates love in a similar manner, showing that it isn't really all fast-paced and wild. It can go either way—sometimes, you just breathe in, breathe out, and you're in love. It can occur in a split second.
Unloving, on the other hand, is on another spectrum. The movie Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind quite wonderfully managed to show a visual interpretation of falling out: unloving mechanically and mentally. The two main characters in the film go to a clinic to get one another erased from their memory. Falling out, in this context, seems to equate rethinking the moments when you fell in love and removing them one by one.
I'm quite upset about the way we've been focusing our love and romantic energy solely on people (a boy, a girl, a newborn, a mother—the list goes on and on). Loving is a wide spectrum, and it's rewarding, believe it or not, to extend your spectrum to more aspects in life.
The following is a list of the many moments and times I've fallen in love with things that don't breathe. I really hope you'll find yourself falling in love with more things that don't breathe, too.
There: my run-on list. So on, and so forth.
Falling in love is corny; we all have been talking about it and experiencing it for centuries upon centuries. Shakespeare has written stories about it. And who else is more reliable in literature than good ol’ Shakespeare?
Falling in love is part of an instinct, a reaction and an answer. You don't say, “Okay, I am going to fall in love.” Like magic, it happens and then you realize. It's quick, but you remember it for a long time. It forces your cheeks to become the blossom of a peach. It's twirling and it's tingling. It's one of the prettiest things.