My First Love Essay

Much has been said about love, but if you search the horizon, you will discover that most of the things written about love are either pithy or cynical.

Miss Catherine Barkley was in love with her childhood friend, and they were supposed to marry. But the war took her beloved fiance away to heaven before they got to marry. She loved but it was not enough. This world can take away everything you love in the matter of seconds that it gave you in years. This love that she felt for this boy ended in grief and sadness. She will go on but deep down she knows that she will not love as she loved before.

As I read this novel, I could not stop crying. The way that the characters persisted moved me, the ending was a perfect mix of joy and pity, and the imagery was far beyond amazing. This quote, specifically, speaks to me because I can apply it to any aspect of my life, especially throughout my metaphorical journey in seventh grade. This book of poetry is not a series of poems that I tell my story through, but rather a biography written about the challenges and successes in my life. I have changed and evolved into the scholar and young woman that I am today throughout one school year, which is remarkable and overwhelming all at once.

I sat there, numb, unmoving, my breathing shallow. I just sat there thinking about the time I was able to spend with him. The way his little fingers would grasp my larger hand. I sat there remembering how his sad little smile could warm my heart, even on my worst day. Then I remembered my reluctance to get close to him, knowing he wouldn’t be able to stay with us long. I remembered how I would never volunteer to hold him, not wanting to bond with the sweet boy that would leave before he had the chance to walk or even utter his first syllable. I felt a cold regret slowly seep into my body, regret for not loving on him more than I did, more than I should have.

Imagine: What if your reason, your motivation for everything in your life was taken from you. Could you replace it with something stronger, or would you slowly fall apart from reality? Everyone has or will have one person who impacts their lives immensely without their knowledge, until they are taken from you. Gage Andrew Leishing: this name may have absolutely no meaning to you, but to me it has the most significant meaning. I understand you’re probably asking, ‘How is this Gage guy important to me.” Can you go back in time maybe it wasn’t even that long ago, when you met your first true love? What was it your best friend? Gage was my first true love and my best friend since I was a young child. I understand most of you don’t believe that I could understand love at such a young age. When it isn’t something you see in everyday life, you remember the most important parts and learn from them. When people pass away most people can’t say they have learned something good from it. Gage has influenced my life in many ways: taught me how to care about myself, taught the meaning of friendship by listening to me, showed me courage to stand up for myself, and changed my future by his life choices.

People tend to hold onto objects because it reminds them of an important past or significant people whom they received it from. There are countless items people hold onto, one of mine is a picture of me and my siblings. Although the photo is flat and meaningless to some people, in my perspective, there is an immense depth and value to to the actual object. This picture, which illustrates what appears to be me and my siblings having a good time, demonstrates the love I have for them.

The week before Anabelle and I moved out into the city, I felt the nerves, the jittering butterflies of happiness, and the warm hugs our parents gave us in the limited time that we had left. The week after we settled and moved into our new apartment If I had known what was to come, however, I never would have departed from my parents. All the good memories I and Anabelle shared throughout our lives, were taken away, all vanquished because of one night. Those hours of darkness that which we spent out, I wish so much that we could take back. It was supposed to be a night of fun, an awakening of our new lives as adolescents, but what happened instead was a tragedy. In the blink of an eye, I was gone. My soul, my body, my entirety, erased. And so was Anabelle’s.

Learning that everyone’s time is precious and we should live every moment alongside the people we love the most, because we’ll never be too sure when they’re going to leave us. Till this day it still doesn’t feel real, I keep telling myself that one day she’ll be back and everything will be ok. She was the heart and soul of our family where we all would gather at Thanksgiving time or just on a regular day. Her home was always full of joy and excitement but now it’s full of loneliness and darkness. She is gone now, to a new home, a home called

It was early in the morning; I was pulling myself together, throwing on my shoes and dragging my self over to galactica, making my way over to the last day of school. There I was saying goodbye to all of my friends, but this time it was a little different. There wasn’t that summer atmosphere in my heart, I was ten years old and everything I knew was just about to change and I didn’t even see it coming. Planet Blathnik was about to be my past, and I’d better buckle up cause I was about to board a train that was going to go faster than I could ever imagine. But first, there is a little bit about my past you should know too precisely understand what my life was going to be like once I stepped off this earth.

As I lay on the side of a pothole filled road, leaking through my torn Kevlar jacket. I graze my neck with my index finger. Then run my finger across a slit running across my neck from the right side of my carbon fiber helmet to my left shoulder. I imagine a better place. Maybe dinner tonight with my pretty lady and some deep dish sausage and onion pizza. I see Frank Sinatra with pulled back brown hair, a top hat and a black suit with a red bow tie standing on a stage. He starts singing, "Come Fly with Me".

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.

I met her two years ago and we did not have much to say at that time. Little did I know that she would later steal my heart and become an intimate part of my life. As the saying goes "there is someone for anyone at any time in this life" and I was about to find out that this saying was so true. I have had a wall built around me and my defense was as a stronghold to protect myself from all the relationships that have come and gone over the years. I thought that I was meant to be alone in this old life and happiness was forever gone from me. This wonderful woman I am speaking of is Mary Doe, and the joy she has given me has revived my hope and faith that I may have finally found love and peace within. She has made me feel like I am a child

I have dated many people throughout middle school and a few during high school, but Alexander Valle was my first real love. Aside from being my first love he was also my first committed boyfriend in a way. We are not together anymore and I do not know how he feels about me anymore, but I still love him. Maybe not in a romantic way anymore but I know he still has a place in my heart. I watch over him from a distance, I make sure he is not getting into anything bad, and I still protect his name as if we were still dating. Something I learned from this relationship was to love and take care of what you love because they can leave at any given moment. I do not wish we were still together, but I do wish that he finds someone that treats him the way I never could.

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.

First love is something amazing, but it can be a source of unbearable misery. Love was this amazing new experience that was brought into my life. I knew it would be hard, but I was not prepared for how hard it actually would be. The tears shed, the anger that filled my entire body with hate, the depression, the anxiety of not hearing from him, the panic attacks that would build from these events almost caused me to give up. I did not know what I got myself into until it was too late.