Killing the Romantic

Inside everyone of us is a hopeless romantic, whether we want to admit it or not. Mine is usually well hidden, but at times, I show my girly-inner-crazy side.

Several years ago, I fell in love with a fragrance called "Killing the Romantic". It's a strong, earthy scent. All natural. Very aromatic. It's still one of my favorites and, at any given time, I typically have a bottle or two setting around.

There are times it might be appropriate to "kill" that inner romantic. It's that side of ourself which causes us the most pain, anguish, and turmoil. No one tossed and turned at night because of a pastrami sandwich! (Unless, of course, it was from heartburn.) Every one of us, from poet to paleontologist, has known the pain of heartache, the stab of longing, the agony of wishing for a dream that one knows will never come true.

Pushing all the 'romantic' within us deep inside would only serve to sever the bonds that strangle our heart, destroy our self-worth, and make us cry.

In other words, killing the romantic would be like killing our soul.