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The Meaning of True Love

4 Pages 955 Words November 2014

Have you ever thought about the perfect relationship where everything is too good to be true? Well it’s common for everyone to have such an unobtainable dream because in reality what we idealize true love to be, actually becomes the definition of false love. The reason for this is because of our obscured fantasize love to be a flawless relationship with this significant other who is flawless as a diamond from head to toe, inside and out. With nothing to argue about or breakup over; someone who would stay with you until the day where you both say your vows and live together forever and ever. Something very similar to what you would only see in a movie or a fairytale. So you may ask yourself what is true love then? Well it’s not all about the looks sometimes, sure it’s the physical attraction that gets your attention, but it’s really about the personality that ties the knot, not only that but in a relationship you are bound to come across arguments and fights that could possible lead to your breakup, but it’s not always over right then and there, but also what is in movies and fairy tales should stay in fairy tales; never mixed with the ideas of a real relationship. Because of all these fantasized dreams and standards, most relationships never make it past the first stage of meeting, so I’m here to tell you what true love really is.
Alright, you got to admit, finding someone who is flawless inside and out, from head to toe is almost impossible. This brings up my first point in how we see this true love fantasy to be false. When we look for a significant other we tend to dream about the physical portion of that person, being fit, slim, or even muscular and etc. Also tend to dream about having the perfect facial features and hairstyle and fashion; basically we idealize of a super model of both genders when we get into the dating game. This is all human nature and people should look for characteristics and features that the pers...

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