Persuasive Essay About Love

You are a man eater, right? You are a fun lay, a good night, but commitment is not for you. You are fierce independence and unavailability. You prefer your own company because, you annoy yourself, but when you’re alone at least no one else has that power. When did this become who you are? Did you get hurt? A million times? Just once? Was that too much for your heart made of tender flesh? What made you this person? Are you afraid? Are you just terrified because you fall in love with someone the instant they do anything that makes your heart drop? To combat the possible pain, you swear you do not love anyone or anything at all. If you cannot be the person who does not get heartbroken once a week then you are going to be the person who does not have a heart to break.

“I’m sorry, my love,” I said as my eyes began to water. She grabbed her chest in pain and stared at me. Her eyes teared up and a single tear ran down her cheek as she took her final breath. I did what I had done so many times before, but I never felt any remorse for my actions until then.

I pull over into a gas station parking lot. I wanted to get some sleep myself. Before I drift off I take one last look at Sabella. As my eyes close I think of a song I can relate to so much right now. At least I think I can relate to it. It is about wanting love that may not be returned. The singer, Ron Pope, has an amazing voice and his words in the song “A Drop in the Ocean” can make anyone feel slightly sad yet hopeful. What might Bella think if I tell her I love her? I have only known her for about two day and she lives in a different town. Is there such thing as love at first sight.

Cupid stepped into the mansion with a new suit from brooks brothers. He was a handsome young man who took pride in owning one of the biggest dating sites in the world known as Love Finder. However this mansion was not his but belonged to his famous mother, Aphrodite. Aphrodite had invited Cupid over to discuss a pressing matter. Cupid was met with an irritated look from his mother as he sat down at the table. Cupid asked why she had called him over and she replied saying

Can love and lust go hand in hand? Certainly, life experiences will show us that it is possible to be sexually attracted to someone, but to not love that person. Yet, life experiences will also show us that we can be sexually attracted to someone and indeed love them very much. Ronald E. Riggio, Ph.D. says love distinguishes from lust, because love, “includes a desire for physical contact and intimacy, but also caring about the other’s needs as if they were your own.” (Riggio, 2014) Lust, as defined by Merriam-Webster, as a noun, is as unbridled sexual desire. (Merriam-Webster, 2017) There is no mention of lust being concerned about the other person’s needs in that definition. Love sounds, only so very loving, but we will see later it can take someone to extremes, that lust cannot.

Always get a person's permission before you touch them. An intoxicated person can't give permission.

Suddenly feeling exposed, he turned around and stared at the rumpled bed. Goosebumps prickled his skin. He’d ruined one of the most significant moments of his life, and he wished it had ended differently. But what that actually meant, he wasn’t sure. He thought he’d come to terms with being in a homosexual relationship, but once again, the seed of doubt had sprouted, leaving him feeling isolated and confused. And while he knew he owed his friend an apology, he wondered if he’d actually feel relieved if it were rejected. Then he could put it all behind him and return to his life, relatively unscathed.

We live in America, a country that is rather prosperous in comparison to many other countries in the world. In order to get to where this country is today wars were started, people enslaved, and countries exploited. The greater majority’s happiness was derived from another humans suffering. This has occurred throughout the majority of human history and continues into today's society. While we may see this as the wrong way to live we don’t mind sustaining our prosperity. Just as Jesus Christ suffered for the sake of humanity's sins, much of what gives us happiness unmistakably generates affliction around the globe. Just as every action has an equal or opposite reaction, every choice has a repercussion whether we know it or not. Our world is reminiscent of a yin-yang symbol, the white side representing our happiness and the black side the pain and suffering that got us there. By choosing our advantage over what is right, staying ignorant, and entanglement in consumerism our happiness is the offspring of despair somewhere in the world.

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.

Have you ever laid in bed, tired, trying to lullaby yourself to sleep with the worries that are repetitively crossing your head? What about that ten-page essay you don’t even know how to start that’s due next week or that chemistry test you should be studying your butt off for, but you work 20-hour weeks because you need the money so you can pay for that monthly car bill and so on? Insomnia hits and now all you can think about is how tired you are going to be in class the next day and how you will hardly be able to function or retain any of the information; therefore, the only solution is to stay up all night relearning the lesson you spaced out on so you can be caught up and from then on, repeating the same damn cycle. Your friends ask if

It was dark and cold. We were laying outside on a blanket, looking at the stars naming the constellations. We had a blanket under and over us as if we were peanut butter and jelly between two pieces of bread. We were laying in a field of roses and tulips. A mixture of our favorite flowers. I look over to him to see him staring back at me. “ This is beautiful.” I say once are eyes have been locked for a few minutes. “Your not even looking at the stars.” He replies “Why would I look at them when I can look at you.” He blushes and turns his eyes back to the stars. I look at him a little longer then I turn my gaze back to the stars. “Garrett, what are we going to do?” He says. Letting his words take up the void known as the night sky. “I don’t know, but whatever we do we're going to do it together.” He grabs onto my hand and squeezes it tight. I look at him again as he turns his gaze back to me. I look into his beautiful clover green eyes and start to remember my past. We lay there for hours, fighting over who is more beautiful and who loves whom more, but at the end we look one more time into each other's eyes and fear for what the next day will bring. Then we close our eyes and sleep. I dream. Yes I dream about our past. We met when I was a freshman in highschool. He was a sophomore. We only had one class together, because of me taking Algebra 1 in middle school I was sent straight to Algebra 2. I walked in the first day and didn’t know where to sit. for all my friends where

When looking back at my home, I wondered if the next family to live in it would have a happy life or if it would be has heart wrenching as mine. I should've known that he would have caused me pain, but I didn’t listen to Macy or Dr. Edwards I knew what I felt and blocked it out if anyone told me different. It started about 10 years ago I was on my usual afternoon walk along the cliff of Moher and I saw him, Lucas. He had a uniform on, so I guessed he was in the military. Stopping to watch him I noticed the thoughtful look on his face. It only intrigued me more. I got to know Lucas that summer and before he got deployed again we promised to write each other letters.

“Understand that sexuality is as wide as the sea. Understand that your morality is not law. Understand that we are you. Understand that if we decide to have sex whether safe, safer, or unsafe, it is our decision and you have no rights in our lovemaking,” said Derek Jarman, a well known english film director and author in the late 1900s. This statement is showing how sexuality can not and should not be mandated by laws. Many people arguing this topic do not know all the facts on whether it is genetics or the environment. Homosexuality has always been a very controversial topic throughout history. This issue has broken up many families and have caused many conflicts. Especially the older generations, who are very quick to judge on one's sexual orientation. Those who quickly judge others usually are the ones who are not informed that being homosexual is not a choice. Homosexuality, which has been proven to be caused by genetics through studies done through the field of human biology, many traits in genes have been found and many gays have been born into anti-gay cultures.

Merriam-Webster dictionary defines love as, “A profoundly tender, passionate affection for another person.” To me, it is beyond imaginable to the brain. It is not just about kisses on the cheek or hugs to warm each other’s heart. Forgiveness is a key to successfully achieve love. No couple or relationship is perfect, but in an ideal world, there would be rainbows and butterflies. Sometimes, one will let their inner demons get the best of them and disguise it from the other. Even bottle up emotions about their true feeling and never say how much the other means to them. What truly makes a relationship stable is love. Love in a relationship is built upon forgiveness, patience, and kindness.

“I remembered what you said about what it was like when you came out as bisexual to your family. How your mom was mad but got over it after a while, how your dad and siblings were fine with it and supported you. I thought I was prepared for everything Lauren. I thought that I thought of everything she could possibly say. All the yelling, hell I was even prepared to get kicked out of the house,”