Whether it's the way you grandpa swooped your grandma off her feet or that time your ex kissed you under a shooting star, truly nothing in life can warm a heart up like some good, old-fashioned, true romantic love stories. What makes these tales so heartwarming, of course, is the fact that they really happened. They're not from your favorite rom-com, and they aren't a figment of anyone's imagination. They really happened. And the fact that they really happened gives us all hope that maybe — just maybe — true romance isn't reserved for just the movies. It could be for us, too.
I mean, let's face it. Remember when Monica proposed to Chandler? Remember when Jim made Pam that teapot filled with all of their inside jokes? Remember when Chuck flew to freaking Paris to get Blair her favorite macarons? Obviously, I can't forget Noah writing Allie every day for a year. You get the picture. If you're anything like me, you've probably seen plenty of scripted romantic gestures. And sometimes, it can be tough to remember that true love isn't just the stuff of fairytales.
If you're feeling a little skeptical, do yourself a favor and read this list of real romantic moments from real women on Reddit.
He bought me ice skates. We’d only been ice-skating once about a week prior out in the city. He used to play hockey so he was really good, I’d only ice skated once before and that was years ago, so he had to pull me around the ice rink. It was a beautiful night. Some days after that he started making fun of my feet, telling me how HUGE they were, only to try to find out my shoe size so he could buy me the ice skates. I can’t describe it in words, it was just so precious and so unexpected. Still together, hitting a year this month, and with ups and downs I’m so glad we’re together.
My first kiss with my ex was on canada day at night so we were chilling under blankets on a climbing frame, under the stars and we kissed when the fireworks were going off. It was a pretty strong movie scene kinda vibe.
I was going through a really, really terrible time, and my boyfriend (at the time) drove for three hours and across an international border to see me for a few hours just to cheer me up before he had to turn around and drive back to get to work on time the next morning. I didn't ask him to do this, he just wanted to see me. He also bought me a pair of the most ridiculous red sparkly shoes that I admired in a store when we were together. It was a silly gift and a thoughtful gesture that I needed desperately at the time. He was a really nice guy, but life just didn't work out for us together, probably the nicest person I've ever dated.
Riding on the handlebars of an old bicycle, while my boyfriend rode me around San Francisco really late at night bar hopping. Full moon, gorgeous night, seeing all the little things of street life you miss if you're in a car. It was quiet and surreal and just fully luscious.
My husband and I were engaged at the time, but were waiting to announce it until a specific event. We were in the car, headed to Red Robin for dinner. Finances and life in general had been rough lately, and I just sighed and said that life would be so much easier once we moved in together and were sharing finances and had two adults to manage the household and all the sometimes crappy stuff that goes along with it. I was just so wistful.
He picked up my hand, squeezed it and gave it a kiss and said “It’ll happen.”
BRB, need to go to hospital for my bursting heart.
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