I love love. To me, there is nothing better than reading about couples falling in love. I don’t care how many love stories or romance books I read, I can never get sick of a well-done love story.

Romance books often follow an outline, which means that as a reader I can anticipate what’s going to happen. Especially if I’m reading books from the same author. For example, I know that there’s going to be a big fight. I know that they’ll get back together and live happily ever after. I know they’re going to share vulnerable and romantic moments. I know all of these things.

The guarantee of a happily ever after isn’t boring or overdone for me. There’s not much happy in the world, so why would I want more sadness in the books I read? Screw realistic. I read to escape reality. Let me read about people finding their soulmates and living happily ever after. It’s fun.

When I start a romance book, I know what awaits me. I slip into this world that is comforting. It calls for me, telling me to relax and enjoy the book. Enjoy characters who are complex, emotional, loving. Men who treat women with respect. Men who love their significant others, doing their everything to make them happy. Women who are badass and successful. Enjoy a love so deep and real, it seems impossible.

Then, emerge with such high expectations for your own love story.

But no, in all seriousness, romance books are a certain comfort that I can’t find elsewhere. Fantasy and mystery and all the other genres, no matter if they have romance, still do not provide the comfort that romance books do.

During quarantine, I couldn’t get into fantasy books. I was bored and always ended up rating them low because I couldn’t enjoy them. What I did enjoy was all the romance and contemporary books I read. I craved wonderful love stories and would just read one after the other. They were what made me happy and offered a solace and a few hours of forgetting the outside world.

I don’t even know if what I wrote made sense, but all of that to say is that I love romance stories. The predictability of it is an anchor in an ever changing world. The happiness found in reading about people finding their happily ever after coupled with the hope pf finding one for yourself is addicting.

How do you feel about romance books? About romance and love in books in general? Are you the type of person who can’t read/enjoy a book without romance or can you do that? Let’s talk!

Thank you for reading and see you next time ❤