There exist times when one finds them very selves in the words of a song. Due to its exceptional uniqueness, it is able to perfectly capture the mood, the mindset, the emotion, and the sensibility of the moment. It is one of those rare instances which seem as if that particular song has been tailored specifically just for them, in many ways similar to those unexpected predicaments of the future seen through a crystal ball.
What happens however when one starts discovering themselves in too many songs? What happens on those sleepless nights when you lye in bed, staring at the ceiling while you play out a million different scenarios of life as the shadows merrily play with the light? What happens when you associate yourself with so many different situations that are sung about, triggering hundreds of different moods, ideas, and emotions? You find yourself in a strange limbo and you can no longer make any sense out of it all. It’s as if you got stranded on an island surrounded by a sea of confusion left with nothing but these songs meandering through your head. Is that just a temporary state of insanity or an inkling of hopeless romanticism that has been hibernating deep within?
Hopeless romanticism, on the other hand, is seen as nothing but one’s unwillingness and stubbornness to accept reality. Hopeless romantics create and live a separate reality, parallel to ours. They are looked upon as fools and jesters, scornfully condescended on the side for their very hopelessness. However, hopeless romantics are everything but hopeless. Hopeless romantics are the only ones who truly find themselves and live their lives according to the lyrics of a song. Hopeless romantics are those who have faith. Every single breath a hopeless romantic takes constitutes them as a believer. Hopeless romantics are dreamers. They will forever continue to fight their windmills. The last thing that dies is hope.
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