It was something I really struggled with before my boyfriend came along. I saw love’s dead in my parents’ marriage and that made me hesitant in regards to my boyfriend. I wasn’t sure love was real, and if it was it didn’t last. If it was real, I didn’t want any involvement. It's something I don’t dwell on much anymore because I learned to love even though I know it might not last forever. Even if it falls apart, in the end, my love with Alex will have been enough for a lifetime. The story reminded me that if you aren’t careful love will disappear. We all need the reminder sometimes that if you don’t nurture it'll, love will die. The theme of love dying that I saw in my parents and in the couple in the story reminded me of the poem “What Happens to a Dream Deferred?” by Langston Hughes. Perhaps love could be that dream sometimes. The dream that dries up “like a raisin in the sun.” Or it could be the sagging, “heavy load.” Maybe it’ll simply
It was something I really struggled with before my boyfriend came along. I saw love’s dead in my parents’ marriage and that made me hesitant in regards to my boyfriend. I wasn’t sure love was real, and if it was it didn’t last. If it was real, I didn’t want any involvement. It's something I don’t dwell on much anymore because I learned to love even though I know it might not last forever. Even if it falls apart, in the end, my love with Alex will have been enough for a lifetime. The story reminded me that if you aren’t careful love will disappear. We all need the reminder sometimes that if you don’t nurture it'll, love will die. The theme of love dying that I saw in my parents and in the couple in the story reminded me of the poem “What Happens to a Dream Deferred?” by Langston Hughes. Perhaps love could be that dream sometimes. The dream that dries up “like a raisin in the sun.” Or it could be the sagging, “heavy load.” Maybe it’ll simply