Love is definitely in the air this Valentine’s Day season! We don’t know about you, but we’ve been avoiding the cold weather by curling up under a warm blanket and diving into our favorite fictional places. Most recently, we revisited Leah Konen’s The Romantics, a rom-com about love, told by Love.
Based on the name alone, there’s much to heart about the book’s sassy narrator. Sure, we’ve all experienced our bout of bad breakups, making us sometimes question Love’s decisions IRL. But Love has rules. And while she might break some of them in The Romantics, her trusty handbook seems so real.
Feeling bummy about V-Day? Just take a look at the healthy dose of optimism found within the pages of Leah’s book. It might just give you a restored sense of faith in the whole love thing this February 14.
Rule Number One: I will never ask you to ingest poison, fall on your lover’s sword, become a subhuman species, wage war, or generally cause yourself or others bodily harm. That’s the stuff of books and stories, not the real deal.
Rule Number Two: I may not give much warning. It is quite possible that I’m right around the corner and you have no idea. Sometimes even I don’t know where I’ll be next—I’m Love, not some all-knowing god.
Rule Number Three: I cannot prevent you from going after the wrong person. In fact, it is quite possible that you think you’ve found me when you haven’t.
Rule Number Four: I will be in your life at one point or another. This is my promise to you, no matter if you have sparkling green eyes or a face full of acne. No matter if you live in a Paris apartment overlooking the Seine or in rural Indiana overlooking cows. When it’s your turn, I’ll be there. And I will help you, if you let me.
Rule Number Five: I cannot control you—or the Harry Styles lookalike in your calculus class. When it comes to the important stuff, it’s all on you. That said, I’ve been known to give little, yet effective, nudges.
Rule Number Six: Sometimes my timing is tricky.
Rule Number Seven: I am allowed to get creative. Before you protest, let me assure you that, as promised in Rule Number Five, human free will remains intact. I can’t force people to do anything. I don’t have a pouch full of arrows or a curio full of potions. But that doesn’t mean I don’t have my ways.