i don’t have much time. i don’t mean literally, i mean you’re out buying ice cream and you’ll be home soon. but i have a feeling this is the last letter because there’s only one thing left to tell you. it isn’t to go down memory lane or make you buy a lamp, you can take care of yourselves without any help from me. It’s to tell you how much you moved me, how you changed me. You made me a man by loving me, and for that I’m eternally grateful, literally. If you can promise me anything, promise me that whenever you’re sad, or unsure, or you lose complete faith, that you’ll try to see yourself through my eyes. Thank you for the honor of being my wife. I’m a man with no regrets. How lucky am I? You made my life and I’m just one chapter in yours. There’ll be more. I promise. So here it comes, the big one. Don’t be afraid to fall in love again, watch out for that signal. PS I Will Always Love You.
I WEEPED A LITTLE. NO ACTUALLY I CRIED BUCKETS.
no i lied. no tears jerked, even though there’re a couple of times where my heartstring was tugged. turns out it wasn’t as sad as i thought it would be. it wasn’t as sappy as the title might sound, really.
I like how the movie started. it’s a total reflection of how our everyday fights would be. your man say something stupid which he thought is funny. you got angry. you sulk the entire time. and you got into the biggest fight when u get home. he ask you what’s wrong. you get pissed even more because he doesn’t know what he did wrong. you told him why you’re mad. he doesn’t understand why is that wrong blah blah blah we all know the ending. we kiss and make up. doesn’t that sound too typical? doesn’t that happen to every one of us?
The movie is so REAL. Because in reality, if you lose someone, forever or not, that’s how you would feel. You would cry. You would hide yourself in the house. You would just call his cellphone to listen to his voice message, repeatedly. You would want to die. You would have anxiety attack. You kept imagining him to be there. You refuse to change the sheets or his clothes so you still can have his smell. That’s real. That’s what happened.
I bet you’ve had a hard time walking into a room full of people on your own, right? Yeah. I know that. I know what it is not to feel like your in the room until he looks at you or touches your hand or even makes a joke at your expense, just to let everyone know… you’re with him. You’re his.
i know the whole letter thing and the big travel plan arranged for his wife after his death is romantic, but it’s frustrating to see her indulge in all the letters though. People around would be so infuriated because if the letters are what you held on to everyday in order to leave the house or do something, then when exactly will you be able to let go? it’s really not healthy that way. at some point, the letters will end and the travelling will end, and you still have to go back to your life and be on your own.
nevertheless i adored how they started dating. sweet and simple. I think probably the reason i didn’t LOVE it is because of Hillary Swank. She’s Oscar winner and all, but this just ain’t her character. Gerard Butler is VERY CUTE though. I like how he always make fun of his wife that way, very heart warming. And then there’s Denny Duquette from Grey’s. I haven’t really seen him out of bed. No i mean because in the whole Grey’s he was basically just lying down doing nothing so i haven’t seen his whole body until now. Fat, not too fat, but fatter than usual.
After you watch all these lovey dovey sappy movies, you can’t help but to wonder how many among us actually have a real out-of-the-world love story worthy of telling? In our everyday hectic life, with a bucket list to complete, lunch to catch, this and that, like it or not, all of us have succumbed to mediocrity. mediocrity in our lifestyle, mediocrity in our love relationship. Everyone just follows the so-called life cycle. Meet a girl, date for a while, nothing happen, and then get married because that’s how things should be. How sad is that?
So what exactly is love?
Love, is to be able to give up your everyday life habit and to give up everything you like for him, of which you didn’t regret anything because it’s all worth it.
Love, is to be able to fall asleep without having to play a movie to lull you to sleep, because him beside you is all that it takes.
Love, is to forgive someone, even after he’d stabbed you a million times behind your back, because a phone call is all that is needed.
Love, is to think of that particular someone everyday, even for just 1 second, even because you were really bored, but what matters is, you still think of that someone, every single day.
One thing I learned is the importance of perseverance. That in the face of true love you don’t just give up, even if the object of your affection is begging you to.
