Score: Kindest Regards|| Witt Lowry For a romantic like me, the last decade has been full of heartbreaks. Too many couples I thought were so cute and made me want to find that special someone have ended up not staying together. Andrew Garfield & Emma Stone. Gwen Stefani & Gavin Rossdale. Miranda Lambert & Blake…
Score: Kindest Regards|| Witt Lowry
For a romantic like me, the last decade has been full of heartbreaks. Too many couples I thought were so cute and made me want to find that special someone have ended up not staying together.
Andrew Garfield & Emma Stone.
Gwen Stefani & Gavin Rossdale.
Miranda Lambert & Blake Shelton.
Justin Timberlake & Britney Spears.
Jason Derulo & Jordin Sparks.
Heidi Klum & Seal.
Wiz Khalifa & Amber Rose.
The list goes on and now Brad Pitt & Angelina Jolie-Pitt?
I wasn’t that active on social media when Ryan Gosling and Rachel McAdams where an item. Those two gave me an understanding of what love should be by their roles in The Notebook so it seemed perfect that they fell in love on set and continued the relationship so for a second, I refused to believe when I heard the news that they had broken up BUT the reaction Mr. & Mrs. Smith have caused is unbelievable (hell, it’s inspired two posts on TNC in as many days).
Since the Brexit announcement, I’ve seen too many “love is dead” and “does love exist anymore?” tweets and all through the day that was pretty much the theme and brother Taiwo and his masters paying ex-fiancé eviscerated any hope that it might fade away anytime soon and its increasingly looking like ‘love’ might be a fable told by our ancestors to give us something to believe in.
Love exists. How do I know? I have seen it.
I created the playlist for a friend who was celebrating her first anniversary with her boyfriend. Might not seem like a big deal to anyone but it was because this is a girl who’d never been in a relationship for up to 6 months, not because of anything but because she just didn’t believe in love & relationships but baby girl can’t shut up about her boo. “have you eaten?” may be a Nigerian way of showing affection but I remember how stunned one of my close friends was when she answered ‘no’ to her boyfriend and less than an hour later, he showed up at her doorstep with food he’d just made (he stayed in Maryland, she stayed in Ajah). I have seen glimpses of the (wo)men a couple of my friends can be, simply because they met someone who drives them and makes them want to be the best version of themselves they possibly can. I have seen love and I know it’s very real but more than that, I have shown love.
For a second, forget all the things I said in Dear Future Girlfriend and forget all the cute gestures boyfriends show their girlfriends. I’ve stayed up all night watching over the one I loved while she tossed and turned because of menstrual cramps. Hell, y’all should’ve seen me strolling into a store to buy Tampons and casually answering the attendant about what day of her cycle she was and how heavy her flow is on that day like I wanted to use them for a severe nosebleed. I’ve been the one she lashed out at when things were going terribly and she needed someone to transfer the frustration to and rather than get upset, I kissed her forehead and encouraged her to, if she couldn’t tell me what was wrong, talk to God about it, I’ve gone to the bank to send her some money because she felt like ice cream. Not a big deal but 1. I hate going to the bank (plus I could easily have just transferred from my phone). I went because I knew the smile on her face when she got the alert from Coldstone would be worth the trouble but even more than all these, more than seeing and showing it, I have felt love.
I received a gift every day from the one who loved me for the twenty-one days leading to my 21st birthday. She was brutally honest with me, especially when it was a truth I was oblivious of or didn’t want to hear. I stared in bewildment when one day, we were out and she just started crying. The night had been beautifully perfect till that point so I didn’t know what could have gone wrong, I mean I just blinked and she had tears streaming down. The worst part was that she was smiling. When I asked her why she was crying, “because I can’t believe how much I love you and how blessed I am to have you” was her response. I could go on but I won’t. “Cavey you haven’t been married before, that’s a different thing altogether!”. Is it? Not really. It’s in a different dimension but it’s the same love. I should know because despite everything life flung their way, later this month, my parents would celebrate their 36th anniversary. It’s not always perfect but in their own way, they have taught me what love should and shouldn’t be so please spare me with the “love is dead” BS; It’s only dead if you chose not to give it life and if Mr. & Mrs Cavey’s Parents are not celebrity enough to use as examples, how about The Obamas, Ashton Kutcher & Mila Kunis, The Smiths (I mean Will & Jada), Fabolous’ marriage? Even if at some point, these fail so what? Hell, even Miss Piggy & Kermit broke up. “Dating moi is like flying close to the sun. It was inevitable that Kermit would drop down to the ground while I stayed in the heavens”. Poor Kermit 😀
But just because it ended doesn’t mean it wasn’t true.
The death of love has been greatly exaggerated. I still believe in love. You should too.