Lost Days of Honor

I am inspired to write.

I just finished one of the most interesting novels of all time. To me it is one of the greatest love stories and no one can change my mind. It arises a question in me. What happened to those days when men devoted themselves to women? Oh, I know. Women achieved equality. Well, although that is fine and dandy, something was amiss. Our feelings. Us women were so selfish with ourselves that we forgot that we had this strong will within us. It is a power that drives us. That power that does not require men. I'd like to call it our charm. Very seldom can a man refuse a girl's charm, not saying it is impossible, but it is true. I think men and women can very well live without each other if they don't care to procreate. However, we complete each other. Love is this one fishy little thing that not a lot of people can understand because they let it die. Yes, love is a thing that dies. It not only dies, it kills. I can think of so many examples of people that have died for love. My goodness!

Love is a gift that is exchanged between a man and a woman. So, how come it dies? It used to be that men were chivalrous and, to my point of view, that was possibly when women were better treated. When a man offers absolutely everything to a woman, the woman gives back in return. They complement each other. Yeah, back then, women were seen as creatures that only bore children. But women also proved themselves to be worthy of a lot more and therefore earning respect. When did love turn into something so dirty and sexual? Its something to abhor.

Beauty was something that one was born with, I mean, it still is, but a lot can be done to improve nowadays. See, what I think is that women have become false; treacherous creatures scheming against each other. All that was valuable is lost. We are treated as equals in society to make us independent of the opposite sex. So when it comes to love, it is harder to find that spark.

Lost are the days when little was too much and people were content with enough.

There are rare cases that the latter does not happen. A man and a woman can be passionately in love and give everything to each other. The man will devote to the woman and the woman in return will please her husband. Beautiful lives in which even the smallest amounts of product are sufficient. Men don't have quests and fight for honor. I really think that is where the problem lies. There is no honor. Men have turned their backs to everything that is respectable in a woman because his honor is not at stake. And there is no one to avenge the honor of women either. We stand alone.

How pitiful. It is as if love had lost its purity. Nothing is done out of great deed. No need to train for anything. Oh goodness. I feel as if I am losing faith in humans alone and in love. Every one says that to love someone and to be in love with someone are very different. But the truth is that if you are going to love someone, there has to be more than just love. Love is not everything.

I stand a hopeless romantic.