There is a popular Sex and the City episode (but really, aren’t they all popular and great?!) where Carrie talks about the “zsa zsa zsu.”
She meets Berger (whom I despise – but whatever) and she has the zsa zsa zsu instantly.
Overwhelmed with that giddy feeling, she can’t even remember what he looks like and is unable to describe him to her friends other than how he made her feel.
The zsa zsa zsu.
It’s that happy, anxious feeling when something, or someone, new comes into your life and it’s mixed with the feeling of the unknown.
The excitement and butterflies you get in the pit of your stomach.
“That butterflies-in-your-stomach thing that happens when you not only love the person, but you gotta have them.
Isn’t that what gets you through the years?
Even if it fades, at least you have the memory of the zsa zsa zsu…”
It is no secret that I am, through and through – a hopeless romantic.
I love love.
When I fall, I fall hard and it’s almost as if it happens instantly.
I have no control over it, it’s all encompassing and I wouldn’t change it for the world.
In the Sex and the City episode, the characters attend a wedding, an unexpected wedding on account of them not believing the couple were actually in love, and going to go through with it.
There is mention of being in a relationship solely for the comfort.
The security in knowing you have someone waiting at home at the end of the day.
That’s not enough for me.
I need that love, that passion.
As (formerly) read on Khloe Kardashian’s Twitter bio, “I crave a love so deep the ocean would be jealous.”
I crave that uncontrollable smile that takes over your face when you receive an unexpected call or message from that certain someone.
The restless feeling of counting down until you’ll see each other again, and being elated when that time finally comes.
I believe in kisses so powerful, that they take your breath away.
I long for those nights where the conversations only have to stop because of the need for sleep, and if even then.
Where you want to know everything about the other person, from their favourite colour to their hopes and dreams for the future.
When you’re amazed, by every little thing that they do (shout-out to Lonestar) and you’re literally drunk in love (shout-out to Queen Bey).
So while others may be settling for comfort – I refuse to settle for anything less than the zsa zsa zsu.
“When it comes to relationships, maybe we’re all in glass houses and shouldn’t throw stones. Because you can never really know. Some people are settling down. Some people are settling. And some people refuse to settle for anything less…than butterflies.”