Personal Narrative Essay : Finding Love : The Love Of Love

Although I didn’t see it all come charging at me like one of those bulky football players on the television, soon enough, specifically after 6 months, the first bolder of pain came crashing in. “I didn’t mean too” “I love you I promise” “It all happened too fast”, those are a few of the phrases that left me stranded in my own head. Being so young I was perplexed by the words rolling off her tongue so easily. Without even acknowledging it, that moment changed me forever. Mentally I was unstable, physically I felt drained, and emotionally I was crushed. Heart break was something I could never bear the thought of, which is why I kept myself hidden from it for so long. Since I was trying new things already, being the loving, selfless person I am, I forgave her mistake with the simple condition that she “promised” never to break me down again. It was childish to think anyone kept promises these days. Life went on, I constantly tried to get the spitting image of her lips on someone else’s out of my head but it became a tougher battle to fight every day. Sadly, I became the contributor of my own pain and within a month I was no longer the same innocent 14-year-old I was before.

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.

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.

Step three: Change the course of your relationship. To restore love you must change your negative attitude. It's time to bury the hatchet and start over. Leave bad feelings behind and start fresh.

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.

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

Love is Like a Roller Coaster Riding a roller coaster has its ups and downs. In comparison, loving someone has some of the same characteristics. When in love with someone, one might feel a wide range of emotions, such as anger, calmness, anxiety, tenderness, jealousy, or even despair. A roller coaster can be much compared to love, in that when you first get on the ride, you may feel many of the same emotions. For example, when someone first falls in love with someone there’s this anxiety of knowing whether or not, that the person you love feels the same way towards you.

During all the time we had together, we both started hanging out a lot in school, with our mutual group of friends. He was so easy to talk to, fun to be around, and if the conversation died down, it wasn't a silence I felt needed to be filled. We would listen to music, laugh, eat lunch, go on hikes and walk each other to class. By this time we had become a typical high school "couple." I don’t think either of us could have guessed how far our relationship would go. After a few months it was quite clear that we in fact, did love each

After reading your story, it is a reoccurring situation that has been brought to the attention of many relational theorists. Studies have shown romantic relationships are challenged and go through various stages of relational maintenance that may not always be positive. However, the conceptualization of negativity in romantic relationships is often dismissed. As a society, there has been the glorification of love and how romantic relationships should play out. Whether it is through the representations featured in literature, film, music or other media platforms, the concepts of soul mates, “love conquers all”, and the idea of “meant to be” are ideologies that have led people to believe in an idealized and perfected construct of what love in romantic relationships is. Society has convinced itself through the portrayals of love that “mind-blowing, transcendent romantic relationships” are a “normal part of living” (Klosterman, 3). People spend lifetimes searching for love and once found they will do all they can to hold onto it because love is perceived as the solution to people’s problems and the key to true happiness. However, this conceptualization of love leads people to fabricate relationships based on “fake love” (Klosterman, 3). The idea that love and attraction toward a romantic partner is a never ending leads to the ideology relationships are immortal to termination. Simply, romantic love is considered to be untouchable, but this is a disillusioned perception. There is

How can you say that you’ve really moved on? Is it okay for you that he/she is with someone, building their memories together? Smiling to each other with a luster in their eyes and holding each others’ hand. Are you still stalking him/her in any social media sites? Missing his/her smell, messages, couple things that you’ve been using together, midnight thoughts that you’ve been shared, dreams that you two are planning in the future. Waking up in the morning assuming that he/she messaged you. Or worse, hurting yourself again, begging him/her to come back without the assurance that he/she still feel the feelings that you still feel for him/her.

There she was her hair in the air and her bright smile of laughter as she road her way towards me, with whom it seemed as her friend. She stopped near me but before she could say anything her friend interrupted. What are you doing here? With a displeased look on her face and as I struggled to get my words out, I was finally able to say what I wanted to. Uh, um, I'm... here to see Stella. What, why, like how do you know where she lives? Um, she's my girlfriend? And there it struck me; I didn't

Love has many different meanings to different people. For a child, love is what he or she feels for his mommy and daddy. To teenage boy, love is what he should feel for his girlfriend of the moment, only because she says she loves him. But as we get older and "wiser," love becomes more and more confusing. Along with poets and philosophers, people have been trying to answer that age-old question for centuries: What is love?

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 remember the day I met her. It was the month of April. The weather was hot in sunny California. She was not my friend yet, but soon she would be. The truth of the behind our story was quite embarrassing. She doesn’t like when I talk about it. A lie should never be born. The truth is better than a lie. The girl was named Joy. Who she was as a person, matched her name. Her parents had made the right decision when naming her.