Descriptive Essay About Love

The sound of ice clinking against a glass, grasped in the frail women 's trembling hand fills the white noise. While silence fills the room the warmth of the sun shines on a familiar face. She was beautiful despite her age. Her eyes beamed as if she was fifty years younger which are fixed on the not so young man beside her. He was aged, but in a fine wine type of way. He is a gentle man who 's hands are worn from many years of handwork. The way he looks at her, it is something special. It looks like she is the only person that has his full attention. When you are able to hear her soft voice, the gentle mans eyes begin to smile. Just from a glance of the elderly couple you would believe that an eternity of love was shared between. I bet they …show more content…
From this day forward a promised was made that their love was going to last an eternity. No matter the circumstance, tears, laughs, and fights this was going to be their forever. They just didn 't fall in love, they were made to love. On those long days when the grime and dirt covered him so thick and the stress of life could be seen in him from a mile away. Or on the worst day of your beautiful love 's life and you know that a little piece of her will forever be gone. But, those rough days would be followed by the joy of finally getting hitched. And using all the money saved to buy the house on the corner that she passed everyday and said it had the "right amount of character". This was just the beginning of the next sixty four …show more content…
The gentle man still looking at the lovely lady to his right like it was the first time they had met. The silence of the room had been filled with the hearty conversation between the two love birds. And here I sit everyday at a little round table across the room. I watch with a teary filled eye the women I have loved for the past sixty four years. She doesn 't remember me nor the children she raised. She hasn 't for almost a year now. The doctors say I will just confuse her even more if I try to explain who I am and to just let her enjoy the life she has left. So I sit here and watch the love of my life fall for another man who is equally as sick as her. I know I can 't blame her or the aged man sitting next to her, but instead the horrible disease that took her from me. All that I can do is remember the endless moments that we shared starting at the diner in my favorite small town. So, everyday I come to visit and hit rewind on our life together, through all the good and bad. Because once upon a time I made a promise that I would love my wife for