Narrative Essay About Love

I believe that love is real and that it is hard to find. I believe that love is real whether it comes from a family member, a pet, a spouse, or a best friend. In this case, real love comes from my boyfriend. It all started at a high school cheer competition. As I am sitting in awards, I look around and I see a boy in the crowd sitting with Lewiston’s fan section. Whispering in my best friend’s ear, I said “Look at that cute boy in Lewiston’s fan section! He's so hot! Although, Im pretty sure…

loved Austin but he didnt love me all he liked was one thing and it was after I let him take my virginity. Austin was 17 years old which was to old but since I was so young he knew how to get his way and manipulate me. Everytime he cheated it would cause more trust issues for me towards him. Austin didnt treat me right and I would let him treat me like crap. After he broke my heart I ended up trying to kill myself over him. Austin was my first true love so I learned how to love someone. He…

My interpretation of love is quite different in comparisons to others. Well, at least, it feels that way. I don’t believe love was predetermined by a supreme being nor was it predestined by souls who were once intertwined in their past lives. As bleak as it sounds, love is induced by a chemical combination of sex hormones, dopamine, adrenaline, oxytocin, serotonin, and vasopressin. However, love still maintains its magically powerful presence through its ability to transform the world in a…

My Love Story My love story began on February 10, 2012. Prior to that, I had absolutely no intentions of ever-loving anyone with such intensity as I do now. My world suddenly became a peaceful place, knowing I now had something to live for. Previous to that I had no ambition to still be here, or at least, so I theorized. It was about May 2011, I found out my aunt was pregnant. Like I felt something inside me come alive again. I felt deserted growing up raising myself and my younger sister.…

Ballads are narrative poems that are meant to be sung. Traditionally, ballads follow common characteristic and themes that identify them as ballads. Some themes found in ballads are unrequited love, heroic deeds, and humorous arguments. These themes differ from one another, showcasing that ballads are very diverse but can be identified. Alternatively, common characteristics found in traditional ballads are the rhythmic schemes, repetition, and narrative. Modern-day ballads still follow these…

Love in this world is skewed. There a million books and movies that all center around love. The plots and characters vary yet one central theme remains. Romance novels and movies portray love as an intense physical attraction so perfect it’s unreal. Webster’s dictionary says that love is attraction that includes sexual desire, the strong affection felt by people who have a romantic relationship. Is that what society is teaching these days? That love is merely physical and logical. Whether we…

The truth is, that I never really knew if I wanted this. I just thought that I liked it. Why? well, I love math, but when I finally get to know what this profession is really about… I finally see that it’s not what I want. I notice my first year of college while taking quantitate methods… Yeah! I liked it, but it wasn’t my thing, I mean I always understood everything, I did my homework, and I studied for my tests. But there was still I voice inside my head that kept telling me “This isn’t what…

I never knew love was like an I spy book. You have to look for it because sometimes it might just be with someone you never expected to know or feel that way about. Well this is my story of a victory loss. My game of love. Love was in the air. It was like every breath of air you took in; along you took the need of someone’s company. People say that February is the month of love, but if anything for me it didn’t start out like that. The day that I thought the boy of my dreams and the boy I had…

Love is an interesting and difficult thing. To be in love with someone or something can make you forget everything, making time feel slower. All you do is focus on that one thing forgetting your reality. There 's different types of love 's like ones for family, friends, and significant others. You get a strong attachment to them. Love is intensified feeling one could have for anything. You can love places and inanimate objects. Like my love for music intensified over the years, to escape reality…

Back in seventh grade I used to love playing basketball. I was one of the five players that were recognized. Not to sound full of myself (because I'm certainly not), but I was actually pretty good. I would always look forward to practices and games. Many parents came up to me and would tell me how well I played. All of the good things about basketball had vanished once my eighth grade season had started. I had a different coach than the year before. My new coach picked favorites and I was not…