Descriptive Essay About Love

"If you don't mind me asking, where are you from? I know that you aren't from around this area with an accent like that."

“Yes that’s the one. He’s known us since we were tadpoles and he tells us about his adventures in the river.”

We meet up with some of our neighbors inside, then I thought to myself, this isn't going to be as bad as I expected. As I looked around I saw three bright blonds and realized that it was Kelly Righter and her siblings who lived up the street. Once we signed in we traveled down a few hallways. The people that worked at the veterans hospital said we have to split into two groups. Our family stayed together and we were with the righters. We

“The reason I am here is because of my good friend Jimmy wells.He is a patrol officer around here. Have you ever heard of him?” asked Bob

It’s 5:30 in the morning, my alarm is ringing. I get up quickly, my hearts racing. I think to myself, “Today is the day I’m leaving for Fresno, for WBA Championships (Western Band Association).” I eat breakfast, pack my things and say goodbye to my family. I arrive at Logan to meet up with the rest of the band. Walking into the band room was like walking into a cemetery, everyone looks dead. We all load our luggages and suitcases on the bus, we are all seated now and roll is taken to make sure everyone is here. The bus driver, who to me was one of the most hilarious people I have met, began the turn on the engine and I feel the bus rumble as the engine started. My eyes felt heavy, so I close my eyes to begin to sleep and this is the beginning of my exhilarating and hilarious 2-day journey.

“In order to get to know everyone, I’d like you all to go around the circle and say your name and an interesting fact that no one knows about you.”

It was kind of awkward, but the view was great. We could see bald eagles in the trees, and there was still a little bit of fog left from the morning.

My heart was racing, there were butterflies in my stomach so many unanswered questions in my head. Would I like my buddy? Would they be nice? As we walked into the room where our future buddies awaited us. I looked around at all of the smiling faces which made me feel more relaxed. But which one was Laurie Leener? I asked around and someone pointed at a beautiful lady sitting on a walker. Ja’lece, Grace and I introduced ourselves and the once in a lifetime experience begun.

I didn’t know these people. I had at most, only spoken to these kids occasionally before we were stuffed into a hot white van for 10 hours. My palms became sweaty and I couldn’t bring myself to speak as the familiar scenery of Brookfield rolled into miles of empty farmers fields, gas stations and tourist traps. Everyone crammed in this van seemed to know each other so well, their endless talking blurred into a lul.

“Hello, My name is Reese Smith. It’s good to finally to meet you.” I said.

“ This is Cunningham Jr. I presume”. I nodded with a smile, afraid to let off that I had zero clue what that word meant. He turned his back on me 'n lead the way.

“I know a spot on the road from Huddersfield close to where he stops for a drink just out of town before he heads home.”

Love is also defined in the dictionary as "strong affection," "warm attachment," and "unselfish loyal and benevolent concern for others" (439). All of these definitions are completely correct, but the dictionary does not explain how it feels to love someone. The reason that an explanation for this feeling is not found in the dictionary may be because love is so different for each individual person. In my experience, "strong affection" does not even begin to cover the sensation and emotions a person feels when he or she is in love. Love is compared to "the extraordinary sun / splashing its light / into astonished trees" in Denise Levertov's "Love Poem" (2-4). Like the sun, love is great and bright and fills a person with extreme joy. Love is greater than anything else a person could ever experience. A lover can even be better than a summer's day, as the speaker in Shakespeare's poem suggests. He compares his lover to a summer's day by saying that she is "more

Love is difficult to define, difficult to measure, and difficult to understand. Love is what great writers write about, great singers sing about, and great philosophers ponder. Love is a powerful emotion, for which there is no wrong definition, for it suits each and every person differently. Whether love is between family, friends, or lovers, it is an overwhelming emotion that can be experienced in many different ways.

Love is an abundant emotion that has different degrees. There is familial love, friendly love, unconditional love, and of course romantic love. Romantic love will be the superstar of this article. Romantic love may be around every corner whether between an old couple or a young teenage romance. However, love is not the easiest thing to attain. It is such a simple concept, though a difficult thing to actually have a person’s hands on.