The After Effects of a Romantic Comedy

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Maybe it's just me or maybe it's you too, but have you ever felt like sinking into your couch after watching a romantic comedy? Especially one of those cheesy, disgusting Netflix ones that are themed around the holidays. Miracle of true love, finding the perfect one, yada yada yada. I know I said disgusting and cheesy, but Jesus do I love them from the bottom of my stupid, foolish heart. You bet I do. The whole point of writing this is to find out if you feel the same way as I do after watching one of these.
I’m calling it the Rangover (romance hangover). For a few hours after watching this cute shit you’re hearing things in this one voice. Ya know? The fairy godmother voice or the calm narrator with perfect pauses and spot on tone? The one dude, the one that says, “ Once upon a time in a far away land”. YEAH, that. Suddenly you want to hold someone's hand and just laugh. You want someone to run across the airport for you too. Maybe look up at someone in the falling snow. Maybe sometimes it's not even this, all you want to do is watch a movie with someone that won't fall asleep halfway through or like dance with them in the kitchen, or get smashing drunk with them somewhere cold.  
In case you haven’t caught on, I just finished one of these sappy movies. My god, I honestly cannot begin to tell you how touch starved I feel. I want comfort, warmth and understanding. I want someone to make fun of and someone who can keep up a conversation. It’s not even about dating I think. I don't know if I want to date but all I know is right now, I'm feeling incredibly lonely and I just want someone to give me a hug and say, “Hey”. Yeah that's it, any more emotion beyond that would honestly freak me out because, hello, over thinker extraordinaire here. Man, I just want to have someone pick up the phone and say that they understand these fucked up emotions. I want them to say that this is okay, this is normal and not a desperate attempt to feel something, anything.
Where's a fairy godmother when you need one huh? 

See, this is what i’m talking about. All these messy, cringy but somehow valid feelings about having a partner or having someone to share things with. I swear, I'm super busy. I have work that's waiting for me and exams that need to be studied for but I can't help pining for this feeling that's the after taste of these cheesy rom coms. Even if you don't admit to anything I know. I know that after one these episodes you’ll go on tinder, bumble and what have you to try and see if the 23rd times the charm. It's okay dude. It's juuuust the Rangover. You’ll wake up tomorrow and go back to being the boss of your world. But for now, come on, let's share this feeling and a tub of ice cream from my side of the screen to yours. Happy Rangover. 





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