Descriptive Essay About Love

Much has been said about love, but if you search the horizon, you will discover that most of the things written about love are either pithy or cynical.

I lay back down, glad that I had given her the anklet. I can’t believe how much she will miss me, even though we haven’t been that close lately, I thought as I drifted to sleep. I will really miss her, too.

I was glad to hear from her and regretted very much making her angry with me before she left, so since I had to go and do a show for a French school, I decided I would surprise her and wait for her by her hostel. It surprised me when she just walked by and didn’t even notice me.

I waited another hour. And then another. It was ten o’clock and she still hadn’t texted back. At twelve o’clock my phone finally buzzed.

Ariana hasn't been answering any of my messages or any of my calls. I eventually decided to give up and I went and took a shower.

happy I was to finally be there. After settling in my room, we decided to go

You could see her emotions, she didn’t try to hide them, she hated me and it made me feel worthless. We exchanged rings and while I didn’t agree with this I noticed her beauty, for a second her adorable dimples showed and she didn’t seem like she was forcing her smile, she looked intelligent and naturally gorgeous because for that second her tear stained face glowed in the sunlight, she was beautiful and although she felt frightened she looked strong. We returned to the house and I could sense her pain and sadness, I made an effort to comfort her. I wanted to attend to her needs but she refused to vocalise them, so although I wanted nothing more than to cuddle with her in our bed, I calmly explained that she would sleep in our shared bedroom and I would sleep alone on the veranda.

I hop out of the shower, wrap myself in my towel and quickly walk to my room to get dressed, not realizing how long I took in the shower. I pull my shirt over my head when I hear the sound of her convertible mustang pull into my driveway and the tires screeching to a stop. I looked out of my bedroom window to see my driveway and I saw that she did not want to come in so I walked downstairs and out the front door to meet her in her car. I reach for the car door, *Chirp*, she unlocked the car door and I got in. When I entered the car I turned to face her, she did not seem as sad as she had on the phone.

As I hold her chair back, and was waiting for her to come to have a seat, my heart was just racing and mind just going completely blank because her presence and her beauty just shut down my mind and made me even more nervous than before

I looked over at the time, it was ten in the morning. It was Saturday so usually Violet isn't here, someone fills in for her, but she came for me and that feeling is so amazing.

Later that night I got a call from her. She was letting me know how her chemo was going. Apparently she said she was starting to grow some of her hair back, but not a ton of hair. The last thing she said, was that she wanted me to come to her Chemo with her and also to her checkup with the doctor. I said I was in, so tomorrow we go to the doctor together. I'm nervous for her. I hope that the doctor says that it all is going

Dead silence. I put down the phone and trembled. Will she ever forgive me? I put myself to the pillows on my bed desperately and wailed like a child. Suddenly, Aggie came into my room.

Love is difficult to define, difficult to measure, and difficult to understand. Love is what great writers write about, great singers sing about, and great philosophers ponder. Love is a powerful emotion, for which there is no wrong definition, for it suits each and every person differently. Whether love is between family, friends, or lovers, it is an overwhelming emotion that can be experienced in many different ways.

Love is an abundant emotion that has different degrees. There is familial love, friendly love, unconditional love, and of course romantic love. Romantic love will be the superstar of this article. Romantic love may be around every corner whether between an old couple or a young teenage romance. However, love is not the easiest thing to attain. It is such a simple concept, though a difficult thing to actually have a person’s hands on.

She was looking beautiful with a a pink outerwear with a white shirt inside. As our plan we had reached there on time. I was little shy to start over as it was the first day of the meeting. She smiled and swiped her hair away from her forehead. I melted down because of the charming presence which was out of my imagination.