The Love Of My Life

As soon as those words came out of her mouth I felt like my whole world fell apart.Those words echoed in my mind, as I tried to understand what they meant.They meant.The honest,wonderful, and decency boy lied to me. I ran as fast as my feet could take me not caring to turn back.I struggled to run through the the thick layers of snow,tripping once in awhile. I stopped near a tree covered with snow that I instantly recognized as a maple tree. I looked up the tree admiring it's beautiful leaves when I stopped and looked at those blue eyes.

He had a swarthy and luscious countenance, showing the depth of his emotions; his arms stretched out and were stuck to his back, highlighting his husky muscle lines under the grazing light; his tunneled eyes were like on fire, they were shining and burning, they were burning buttery gold ---- there is definitely something about him that I couldn’t look upon to, something about him that highlighted him amongst the crowds. This unspoken masculinity spread like an infection, towards the depth of my heart. Then when the words “I do” vowed out victoriously from his mouth, I could not hold it anymore---- from that moment on, he was mine. He belonged to me. My mind was overwhelmed with the thoughts of me being a wife, doing chores, having children, lying on the same bed… No matter what obstacles he will encounter in the future, I will always stay by his sides--- I don’t care if he is wrong or not, I will always be right next to him, giving him help and support, and when he needs, a warm

I lay awake on a freezing winters night. It was as cold as an arctic snowstorm, and as dark as a planet with no sun. My eyes were open as wide as a deer 's in front of a moving vehicle. There was one thing on my mind, and one thing only, the love of my life. Her long silky hair, her smooth, tanned skin, her pristine beauty and her effervescent, god-like personality were all I ever desired; She was as sweet as a honeycomb and as unique as a sparkling snowflake in a vast blizzard. Our relationship had once been absolutely immaculate, absolutely flawless; or so I believed. There was only one problem, one only; no matter how hard I endeavoured to fulfil her desires, I just couldn 't. For I had endured

Lisa is a person that I cannot live without. I have been married to Lisa for seven happy years and we always get along with each other. During tough times in our marriage, she is always thoughtful, sincere and joyful. Therefore she is funny, understanding and a very loving wife. In addition from being beautiful, she is very patient and kind to me despite all my shortcomings. My life is a lot better being with her. Despite our age difference, different religious outlook in life and different personalities, I have a happy marriage with my wife.

I am thirteen years old, Ryan Clawford, and my best friend is Carl. I have two large eyes and ears and a faint freckle on my cheek. I live in a huge mansion as big as an apartment building and that is where I am right now hanging out with Carl. Some people state that Carl is imaginative, but I can see him and I know that Carl is real. My parents are worried that I do not have friends even though I tell them about Carl all the time. Carl and I have been friends since I was born. We do everything together like we play in the park together, we go to school together, we go shopping together, we eat breakfast, lunch and dinner together and we also sleep together.

“Once upon a time, there was a girl of wondrous beauty, with eyes of gold, hair soft as silk, lips red as roses, a bright smile of sunshine and a voice that flowed as smooth as a river. Even with all of her beauty, she remained separated by the rest of the world. She was lonely and lovely, and none dared to talk to her for fear of losing themselves in her golden eyes. Equally as enchanting was her voice, leaving her words to pour out in a wonderful melody like a song that threatened to entrance those that listened. Because of this, she was left to talk to herself, as others feared too much of becoming enthralled by her words to listen.

January 1, 2013 is the day my life changed. I'm from a small town in Florida where everybody knew everybody and everybody else's business. I knew everybody’s car, house, address, and about every phone number. It was safe to say that for the first thirteen years of my life, I travelled nowhere and didn't see anybody but the everyday faces in this town. I learned to love this town mostly because I was comfortable. I didn't have to worry about not knowing where I was going or not knowing people. It was simple. It was my small town. On January 1, 2013, my dad woke my two brothers and I up for our what seemed daily talks. He sat us down in our family room and said “Do y’all want to move to Mexico?” Our family room had never been so quiet not only because who the hell just asks that but we knew he was serious. Being thirteen, I jumped up and said “absolutely!”. My younger brother, who was 11, also said “why not?”. But my older brother, who was 15, turned my dad’s idea down quick mostly because he was dating “the love of his life” at the time. Through much convincing and debating, we moved to Cancun, Mexico on March 1, 2013.

Yeah, I don’t really know what I am doing with myself anymore. When we started dating I was confused and scared. I pushed you away. I know and I feel horrible about it. I didn’t mean to but I just didn’t know how to express my feelings for you and I don’t do well with embarrassment or compliments. And It’s easy for me to get embarrassed when someone I like says something nice to me or about me. Later on I heard that you had done some unfavorable things to people I was close to and I became conflicted. Then my friend told me that he wished for me to break up with you. We talk often about me breaking up with you. People thought that I didn’t really love you, to be honest I wasn’t really sure if I loved you. Then thanksgiving came around and I couldn’t see you or talk to you everyday, so I wished to see you everyday. Though that didn’t come through because I ignored you. Though it wasn’t intentional at first as time passed I was afraid of answering you because I didn’t know what to say. I stopped talking because you insisted on buying me a Christmas gift. Which is a nice gesture but I didn’t want you to buy me anything because I was fine with just having you. The last day we were together Jaden said you were upset with me and I understood why I mean I did ignore you that that hurt you so much. But when you said you would ignore me the rest of the day it made me really upset, Instead of being mature and ignoring that comment since I knew you weren’t going to

Love was never something I knew much about until I met Tjerron. We met on July 11th, 2015. That day I knew I had found the love of my life. “Never have I felt that I could be all that you see. It’s like our hearts have intertwined and to the perfect harmony.” (Major, This Is Why I Love You) Tjerron is a symbol of “everything I want” and represents unconditional love, perfection, and a great significant other. Unconditional Love is one example of how he represents the symbol of “everything I want.” He shows complete Unconditional Love twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week. He made sure I knew he loved me every day. Tjerron never let a day pass without saying those three words I Love You. He gave me constant affection, emotionally and physically. He made the greatest effort to spend his extra time with me every day, and provide the love needed in a relationship. He offered his all and 100% into our relationship. I never knew anyone could love me, or that I would ever feel the love he gave. I come with a lot of imperfection and me loved me nevertheless. He never judged me, nor turned his back on me. When I would feel down he would always find ways to bring me up from a low place. I love food so he would take me to my favorite food place Chick-fil-a. Or he would plan the most romantic dates. He exhibited the best and most unconditional love ever. Tjerron represents the true image of perfection in my eyes. He isn’t lazy like plenty of the current generation of men. He is a

Sarah Elizabeth Ramirez was an important person in my life. She impacted my life so much. Some people might find it weird that a newborn baby impacted my life, maybe because the fact that they can’t speak nor open their eyes, but it’s true. We should never underestimate something or someone on how big or small it is.

He was my sun, my shining beam of light, my shining ray that warms me to an extent, that doesn’t seem achievable to man. His gentle, and sympathetic words, inspired me, and constructed me, he was perfect. My world was sparkling, and colorful, it was sugar-coated, and honey-slathered with compliments, inspiration, encouragement. I knew I could rely on him, He was, to me a soft teddy bear, you could snuggle anytime you wanted, or needed. I adored him, I cared for him, more than a child warmly loves their parents. Who am I speaking of, you might ask? Who’s the knight in shining armor i’m speaking so highly of? Of course, my dear older brother. He was all I ever wanted, and needed, more than I would deserve. I lived like a carefree princess, until, that, came to a sputtering stop. I never thought of him the same way.

Have you ever had something or someone taken away from you that you loved? For me it was my family. Everyday was the same, wake up, go to school, eat lunch, go to lacrosse practice, then go home and spend time with family. Nothing ever changed and i liked it that way. My life was very simple and recently it was my 18th birthday. Ever since i turned 18, i have been seeing things. Seeing things out of the corner of my eye to be exact. This tall, black shadow. Every time i turn my head to see it face on, it disappears.

“Pitter-patter, pitter-patter”, my 20 years old uncle holding the umbrella for me, while I am busy shedding tears. About 0.6 miles of walking in this extremely muddy road, to get to our car. Plenty of people from our village were crying and following us to the car, it almost felt like there was a death in the family. It was a dream for everyone but a nightmare to me. My heart kept yelling at me saying “look back he’s here”, I knew it was lying but I was compelled to look back. He wasn’t there, I looked back, he wasn’t there, I looked back, he wasn’t there. My 12 years old heart was begging to Allah to see him for one last time, but you don’t get what you always want. We left for Dhaka, the capital of Bangladesh, it was a 5-hour car ride, which I was unconscious, during most of it. I had no idea about America, nor the difference between “America and the U.S”. All I knew was, the life would be better in America. Though I wasn’t excited about coming here at all because I would have to leave the love of my life. My family assumed that I wasn’t serious about our relationship, but he meant so much to me. I would go to sleep saying “you love me or not, I love you”. Someone once said, “you will know what true love is when you can give someone without expecting anything in return”. I was crying nonstop before the day of our flight. Just the thought of not seeing the one person, whom you gave the most valuable thing from your little life, was hunting me down, every time I inhaled and

My chubby face gazed up at my mom, who was the love of my life, and proclaimed, “This is the worst day ever because the other girls are mean and it’s raining outside.” I leaped from puddle to puddle in our pothole-infested driveway after my first day of third grade at a new school, loosely holding my mom’s hand because I trusted she would never let go.

I was walking home from school one day when I first noticed something wrong, I could feel eyes on me even though I could not see anyone anywhere near me. As I was walking along I heard someone from behind me calling my name.