Fairytales?

I have this lousy control over romance
I detest it and love it too much at the same time.
I refrain myself from romance novels and movies..
And yet I can seem to get myself away when I actually indulge in them.
I love the idea of prince charming romancing a damsel in distress.
I adore the concept that a kiss can take your breath away.
I indulge in the thought that my future husband would love and want me,and not any other women.
I smile at the thought that he would father my children and love them.
I grin every time the hero manages to melt the heroine.
I warm up at the chapters where the macho hero breaks down and allows the heroine to reach into the very core of his heart.
A place only she can explore.
I swoon at the thought of elderly couples madly in love with each other as if they are 16.
This is the only part of the fairytale which I believe still exist.
A part which I am not willing to let go of.
Aburd?
Perharps.
But I'm going to continue praying.
And pray real hard that the Lord gives me this happy ending.