"True love is eternal, infinite, and always like itself. It is equal and pure, without violent demonstrations: it is seen with white hairs and is always young in the heart." -Honoré de Balzac
The world has taught me to love, but only when love is deserved. Love has broken so many people. I see it in my friend Miranda, a forbidden love due to the inability to except progress. . Destinee, a verbally abusive and bipolar relationship. People take the love they feel they deserve. If only they could see that they deserve better. I know what I deserve. I know how people should be treated in a relationship. I see perfect examples of it in my parents every day I wake up. I never thought two people from such similar yet different backgrounds could mesh together so perfectly. They’re in sync. My dad is goofy and supportive while my mom is headstrong and controlling. My parents level each other out and act like best friends. They’re a united front. One just as strong as the other. Don’t get me wrong, they fight just like every other mom and dad. But they always end up talking it out and cooling off. My parents are just as in love as the day they met. My dad actually used to tell me the story of how they fell in love as a bedtime fairy tale. They met at school and all it took was one weekend. Then their love just took flight. Friday was simple things like “What’s your favorite color?” , Saturday was all about getting to know opinions on intense topics, Sunday was dark history. Not everybody is born into a house with both parents and a white picket fence. But from the very start, she was his queen and he, her king. They 've seen love go wrong and they 've seen love succeed. We’re considered lucky because my sibling’s and I have parents that aren 't divorced. Everyone my age has to go back and forth from parent to parent. . I’m proud of my parents for beating the status quo. My mom and my dad both came from broken homes. But made a silent vow to have one marriage and to have that marriage last. Not everyone can be as lucky as my parents. You don’t always get to meet the love of your life in high school. They were both damaged and broken when they found each other. I guess high school has that effect on people, or maybe it’s just life in general. My dad kept my mom sane. He kept her from going off the deep end and made her feel safe from her past, hopeful about her present and excited for her future. Even if she was mad at him, she could never hold back a smile when she saw him. My dad was lost and close to giving up. He was in a bad place in his life. He was sweet, but confused and lost. Mom says he was the type of guy she always fell for and was hurt by. Certain things were just more important to them then she was. But he changed. He gave up everything for her. Slowly but surely. I think part of the reason my parents held on to …show more content…
Warped tour is a giant all day concert that starts at 11:00 a.m. and doesn 't until around 8:00 p.m. It has at least 20 bands with 6 different stages. Someone is always singing. It 's mostly screamo, some rock and the occasional pop mix. I had decided to go with my main friends for this special occasion. There was four of us. Destinee was the quiet one, Haley was the one with a complicated and scary home life, Miranda was the loud and funny one and I was the outspoken and charming one. Dad always says I remind him of my mom when she was younger. Anyways, back to warped tour. It was July 30th and the heat was eating everyone alive. Falling in Reverse was up next, the true and living legends in the flesh. When my mom was a teenager she was obsessed with them. We have extremely similar taste in music. Some of the stuff my dad listens to is just mainstream rap and quite frankly, very annoying, so I stick with my mom’s