What is Love?

If you haven't picked up on this yet...I love love (I love being in love, I don't care what it does to me [1]).

I find myself watching and writing RomComs or writing a musical called Lovestruck. I have a playlist of 158 love songs (only my favorites). But I am also secretly cynical about what love really means.

I just spent a couple hours watching The Wedding Planner (while I did other things). And I'll tell you, I miss the days where every RomCom consisted of:

1. One person literally saving the other person's life because they are either: in a coma, about to get hit by a car, or about to get hit by a runaway garbage dumpster

2. A wedding (or two) called off at the altar. 

3. An Italian lover that comes out of nowhere. Or if the family is Greek a boy who is NOT Greek that comes out of nowhere.

4. The moment of PANIC when someone runs into an ex-lover that broke his/her heart and the consoling from the new lover that follows.

5. If you're lucky Hugh Grant, but if not there's always Matthew M. with a pager:

Of course he can't literally safe your life without it ending in a compromising pose. 



After having The Great Gatsby OST on repeat for the last month I have come to the conclusion that this song is the definition of love. You can hate on Lana Del Ray all you want, this is a good song. 

Real and true love is not for people in their 20s or in their 30s or in their 60s or for children. It's for people who are willing to love and be loved in all stages of their lives. It's about someone who doesn't care that your soul sometimes aches or that you have things you're trying to figure out. 

It's about someone who knows how to be child-like and enjoy the simple things in life. It's about changing seasons and changing circumstances and commitment enduring through all of those. It's also about someone who makes you want to party.



I've seen the world
Done it all
Had my cake now
Diamonds, brilliant
In Bel Air now
Hot summer nights, mid July
When you and I were forever wild
The crazy days, city lights
The way you'd play with me like a child

Chorus
Will you still love me
When I'm no longer young and beautiful?
Will you still love me
When I got nothing but my aching soul?
I know you will, I know you will
I know that you will
Will you still love me when I'm no longer beautiful?

I've seen the world, lit it up
As my stage now
Channeling angels in the new age now
Hot summer days, rock 'n' roll
The way you play for me at your show
And all the ways I got to know
Your pretty face and electric soul

[Chorus]

Dear Lord, when I get to heaven
Please let me bring my man
When he comes tell me that you'll let him in
Father tell me if you can
Oh that grace, oh that body
Oh that face makes me wanna party
He's my sun, he makes me shine like diamonds

[Chorus]

Will you still love me when I'm no longer beautiful?
Will you still love me when I'm not young and beautiful?

[1] The Format.