The more Nicholas Sparks' novels I read, the more envious I grow of the love depicted in these books.

They're told from a man's point of view.
They narrate the feelings of love he feels for the girl;
it's such a clean, pure kind of love.

The narrators fall in love with the girl's personality.
They find all their physical flaws to be beautiful.
It kind of sucks guys like that don't exist in reality.
They don't truly look at you when your hair's a mess and you're in the shittiest clothes you own and think 'wow, she's beautiful'.
They don't really notice the small things about you and think it's adorable.
Okay, maybe some do.
But not completely, anyways.
The books just make the guys seem... amazingly good lovers.
They don't have sex because it feels good.
They had it because they loved the girl.
And they never did shit to her.
It was always for her and when she felt comfortable.
Yeah, some guys can say oh I don't want it unless she does, but you know, she'll probably give in to you someday just because she knows you don't wanna TRULY wait for her. And yeah, the moment she gives you a shot and lies to you she wants it to, you'll jump on that chance.
it's incredible how the guys keep loving the girl in his novels.
Like, they wait around for them and love them.
Forgive them for mistakes.
They feel hurt about some things I feel hurt by.
I guess it's common sense stuff, guys have feelings too.
But it's just, wow, the way the books make it seem...

I wish I could find a love like that.
I'm sure any romantic girl would.
Too bad it's not real.
It's non-existent.