Rant about fictional love

I kind of wish that life was like it is in Hollywood. Be it TV or movies. Love seems so grand, and you feel for the characters, and then when they realize what’s going on it’s like some big epiphany. Like someone smacked them with a frying pan and said HELLO! I claim false advertising. People watch that and they appreciate that it is a story line, but at the same time it is showing people, mainly girls, glorified ideals of what love is. I am all for glorifying love, but not in the way that they do for TV and movies. Love is pleasure and pain at the same time. It is fleeting but lasts forever. LOVE is a walking contradiction! You can love with your whole heart and you can love all of the people that you want, but love gets rejected, love can be maimed and injured, as if it were something tangible, or corporeal.
I want that love that when people look at us, their heart soars, and a tear is brought to their eye; but I will never have it, even with Jak. What he and I had was something in and of itself; its’ own little corner of the broad spectrum of love with a tentacle in every part of it. But the reason that he and I won’t ever have that Hollywood love is because the people that do don’t end up happily ever after. Or that is what I tell myself.
Love takes a good amount of effort, simply because life throws you curve balls. Life hands you bad decisions and when common sense doesn’t take over, it can ruin an other wise perfect relationship. Torn to pieces in the dirt, that when you go to put them back together you find you are missing a piece or you have an extra for some reason. So don’t watch those shows and get down on yourself because you don’t have what they have. That is fake and made of film. It is much better to have a relationship that you have put your whole heart into and that you can say you made work. That you broke it and fixed it up and made it what it is today. That is much better than something serendipitous.