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Scripted 


Whenever I watch a "Chick" flick on TV or some movie dealing with love, I do what every other person does at one point in their life;
See the ideal situation that is being presented, and want it.

I am not saying that I had this feeling for too long,
but while I was watching this "Chick" flick movie I could not help but put myself and my significant other in place of the two main characters. The one's who are in love and destined to be together.

The traits that each possessed, I could relate to in a way, but  it was mostly an ideal image, a perfect relationship ( Or at least what my mind thought was a perfect relationship).

My first reaction was justifiable.
My first reaction was juvenile.
But that first reaction also helped me appreciate what I have.

I don't want the ideal, I want what works for us.
I want what makes us continue to grow together,
and all in all,
stay together.

As much as I regret this "Guilty Pleasure" of corny relationships and the cute story of how the characters meet and fall in love, it's a movie. It's another universe. It's something that I cannot portray, because that isn't    me--
that isn't us.

I realized, while having this thought that I appreciate everything that we have.
Some moments match up with these movies and the ideal relationship,
but we also have  more than a script.

Yes, we have preconceived ideas of what a good solid relationship is-- how could we have created our vision without some outside sources?

But the great thing is...
We don't have a script.
We have a blank sheet of paper.
An idea
That we form together.
That we write together.

We compromise on  our expectations.
And that is what makes our relationship: Solid, Real, and Lasting.

What makes us different from these movies is we are not acting out  "adorable" parts and "corny" lines.
We mean them.
Our script is never edited, reviewed, or in any way looked at to see if it is right or authentically portrayed.
(People can be critics, but in a strong relationship, that doesn't matter)

It's already authentic.
Even if their are bad scenes and arguments that are not fixed in two hours, like in  movie,

It goes on...

-Belle Rose

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