Is it a blue moon? I've been going around saying about how I am so hard-hearted and how I lost the key to my locked heart, but... I don't know what happened. I am in a sappy mood. I think it started on Sunday night. There's this guy I know that can just make the gals swoon. It's like, he opens his mouth, and dreamy things come out of it. It is truly a great thing to be around this person. Do I have a crush on him? Not usually, but when he starts talking, yes, in that moment. It's like he has this love potion effect with his words. I am not the only person who gets weak in the knees when he speaks.
And, this is not all. Well, that's all about him, but that's not all to my mood. Then, I was actually touched by a chick flick. And, it was a pretty darn cheesy chick flick. I don't usually like chick flicks (pay no attention to my second post when I was all weepy), but this one got to me.
And today, I have had this part from "Mansfield Park" running through my head:
I've loved you my whole life.
I know, Edmund.
No... I've loved you as a man loves a woman. As a hero loves a heroine. As I have never loved anyone.
Isn't that sweet? Isn't that just... heart-warming? And, I would like to say ditto to what my sister's roommate says: "If anyone, anywhere is hooking up, good for them."
But, alas, this momentary unlocking of my heart will probably pass before I finish this blog, and well... maybe the next time the stars are aligned correctly I will take advantage of it and at least flirt with some fine man. But, I just had to write, while I was still in the sappy mood so that I could have at least one blog where I seemed to have an iota of feeling in my heart.