In a world full of Instagram likes and Twitter faves, texting and Tinder, I have to believe that somewhere, chivalry is not dead. Having an old-fashioned heart in this generation has proven to be anything but fun. So I have to hold onto the faith that somewhere out there, there's a man with a heart as old as mine.
Don't get me wrong; I strive to be that strong and independent woman. I strive to become a woman of power and success, and I know that I'm more than capable of doing that alone. I know that everything I have accomplished today was because I accomplished it myself. I didn’t need to be in a relationship for that, and that I was simply enough for myself. But I don't plan on being alone for the rest of my life.
Living in this hook-up and “we’re talking” world is hard for the people with hearts like mine.
I want the door opened for me. I want to be picked up instead of meeting you there. I want dinner to be paid for (although I don't mind offering sometimes since money isn't easy to make). I want to meet your family. I want flowers and chocolate. I want a firm handshake when you meet my father. I want to be shown off.
I don't want today's one-night stands. I don't want "the talking stage." I don't want the occasional hanging out, or the occasional Snapchat and text. I don’t want to be the one of many girls you’re seeing. I don’t want to be that girl.
All too often, myself included, someone’s getting his or her heart broken. Someone just found out that the guy that they were “talking to” only wants to be friends with benefits. Or they just realized that they aren’t the only girl in their life. Or the casual “I don’t know what we are” conversation you’re forced to have with your best friend every time you hang out with that guy.
I’m not quite sure when we stopped doing the little things and when counting how many one-night stands you had became more important than finding the girl you want to take home to your mom and marry, but at some point it did. Which sucks me and for the girls I know who aren’t like this. It sucks because no matter how hard you want to try to be that girl, you can never bring yourself to be her.
I’m a strong believer in becoming a woman I want my daughter to be and the wife I want my son have. I’m also a strong believer in being with the type of man I want my son to be and my daughter to marry. I’ve tried to go for all sorts of guys, thinking that maybe I’ll change them. I’ve learned that I can’t change anyone, people are who they are. If I can’t see myself marrying them, then I shouldn’t waste my time. Which might be a lame statement to make, but I’d rather be alone than fall in love with the wrong person.
Therefore, in this magical world of Insta and Twitter, Tinder and whatever else there is, at some point in time, somewhere out there, there’s gotta be a man with an old heart who will love mine.
