My Stories About Love : My Story Of Love

When my younger daughter wrapped up her end credits with a jubilant ‘the end’, I asked her, “do you want to share another story

The journey that Richard and Mildred Loving took is important for history and for the future of civil rights in the United States. I recently watched the documentary The Loving Story and enjoyed the footage, pictures, and interviews of everyone involved in the Loving v. Virginia case. The documentary addressed the issue of interracial marriage in Virginia in 1967.

I turn around to face the mirror. I see Harmony in the reflection of myself.

The short story, “What We Talk About When We Talk About Love” by Raymond Carver, invalidates the struggles and the lives of women, especially those that have experienced abuse. Carver oppresses women through lack of empathy for a victim and reinforcement of certain stereotypes.

I have had a breakup before and gotten back together with that person. It really made the relationship stronger. You will always be able to cherish the good memorie in that relationship. “Then he kissed her. At his lips’ touch she blossomed for him like a flower and the incarnation that was

– The author tried to present two separate love stories of different generation, Ira and Ruth: Sophia and Luke. The story begins with Ira Levinson, a ninety-one years old person struggling for life, with the image of his dead wife Ruth in his mind, trying to survive from the deadly car accident. On the other hand, a young couple Sophia and Luke who had just started their married life as a happy couple just few months after they met. On their way back to home, they saw the car and Ira in injured state. They took him to the hospital where Sophia used to read the letters of his Ruth for Ira, as he was not able to read it. Luke was indulged in deadly games to pay the debts of his father. This met changed their life and soon their life changed.

As the school year went on we lived our lives like normal teenagers would, except I started to find interest in a girl named Leanna. After a couple of dates, Leanna and I were officially boyfriend and girlfriend. Keep in mind, I just met this girl and only after a couple of dates were we already official. As you may have guessed, I am foreshadowing the mistake of rushing into things. It didn’t take long to realize that I did not get to see her true colors before dating because let me tell you, those colors were dark and vicious.

In the car listening to music on my phone, relaxed, minding my own business. I feel a tap

This girl and I actually became best friends, however, for only a year. I finally moved on with my life and forgot about her. I found “the love of my life.” We dated for a year and a half. Afterward, the same girl who I thought was my best friend took him away from me. I was at the lowest point in my life. I did not want to go to school because I had classes with her. I felt like it was the end if the world. So instead of feeling depressed I started to hang out with my other friends. But, all they did was get in trouble and I did not want to be apart of

It was a breakup. There really hasn’t been reasons to talk. I wanted so badly to find love and wanted so badly to be that girl that he wanted that I didn’t really take time to be what I wanted. I wanted to be the girl who he wanted. So, again, I don’t want to change the outcome or change anything that happened, but I would have told myself back then, 'It’s on you. Ask him questions, make sure this is a relationship that you want as well."

Two years ago my now ex-girlfriend broke up with me. We had leased an apartment for one year and had been in it for about eight or nine months when she decided to call it quits. Since our relationship went on for six years it caught me off guard that out of the blue she had wanted to see other people. Needless to say it destroyed my heart and caused me to go into a state of depression for almost six months. I had never felt anything like that before.

Okay, from my previous threads you may be aware I have already talked about my breakup but I genuinely need advice here.

Just so we are straight even before I had to make a stand you never would return my calls or even try and to spend any time together when I would reach out to you and you always had a excuse.

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

Thank you for the opportunity to have this space to tell a story of triumph!