Freedom, Beauty, Truth and Love.

I am a true romantic at heart. But I've been hurt too deeply for my romanticism to show itself untarnished. It is like a light that must shine through the darkened scars on my heart. I am a romantic. Watching Moulin Rouge! moves me to tears. But my heart is hardened and I am afraid. Fantasy is one thing. But things are hardly ever the same in real life. And love is hardly ever so pure and so simple and so beautiful. I truly believe in the ideals of freedom, beauty, truth and most of all love. Just like Christian. But those ideals don't translate the same in real life and when brought over, they just get complicated. They get muddled by the intricacies and the complexities and they disappear in the practicality of real life. Love is hardly exciting. It must be practical. It is hardly ever reckless abandon. It is now a pastime or a means to an end. We don't view love as sacred anymore. We don't live and love like love is sacred anymore. But I am a romantic at heart and I believe in true love. Even if it takes a whole lot more for the light to shine through the scars on my heart.