aside from hillary swank’s impeccable wardrobe and horrid hair, “p.s. i love you” is probably one of my favorite movies based on the raw honesty and vulnerability of this movie.
the last time i saw this movie, i was married. watching it as a hormonal pregnant divorcee, i’m seeing it through different eyes. i could not stop crying from the opening to the closing scene. and i don’t mean just tears streaming, i mean the full body cry. i’m hormonal and loveless so gimme a break.
i think i cried so much because i could really relate to swank’s character in this movie. not because my ex-husband died, but our love did. sadly, i wanted our lives to be planned to a “t” in a very similar fashion to how swanks character did. she mourned her husband, i mourned our love. i really understand. but oddly enough, it’s these intense feelings that i’m craving.
i miss loving someone so much that you don’t feel like you can live without them. i mean, oddly enough i feel this way about my parents and brother but i miss have the romantic version of this. i want that type of love that you can feel from the grave.
so what’s holding me back right? i’m not ready…
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