love

All you need is Love, and Love is all you need.

The Beginning of the Year, the End of His Life
Imagine this. It’s a peaceful summer night. You are watching the sunset alone, watching its beautiful pink hues transform into the most mesmerizing shades of purple. Sitting on your blanket that feels more like a scruffy towel, in the soft sand right behind the swaying dunes. Every now and then, you check your phone. And there it is. A notification from the boy you have always pined over. This was me the summer going into sophomore year.
By Anna Kate8 years ago in Humans
The Veil Vows
Anne blinked. Then there it was. It was all surreal. She looked down at her bouquet filled with white flowers of all sorts and then at her hand holding it, no ring. Her father was on her left side, walking her down the grass aisle. His eyes were filled with tears, but he blinked them away. She smiled to herself trying to hold back her own because this was supposed to be a happy day, no one could see her watery eyes through her white veil anyways.
By Neish8 years ago in Humans
Pieces of Paper
You sat next to me. That's the first thing I remember when I think about how I got to slowly falling in love with you, but nothing actually started there. I began to look for you a long time back.
By Eva Beatrice8 years ago in Humans
Love Isn't Always A Rollercoaster...
I had a strange day not so long ago. I don't know if it was the emotional instability that comes with being a woman at times, or if it was truly what I thought I was worried about. I suppose I'd have to share what that was to know.
By Amy Cookson8 years ago in Humans
Grass Stains
I left in one of my dad’s shirts; over sized, grey and battered, he had thrown it into the charity bag. It was that stuffy time of the year, where England gets confused as to what season it is. The trees have barely gained back their leaves but the heat is stifling, until that icy wind cuts through everything. These two weeks of summer we treasured, when the world turned green and blue with a wash of yellow over everything, like a filter, it was just there. You had to squint your eyes.
By Bethany Grace8 years ago in Humans
A Wicked Game
There comes a time in practically every man's life when a simple smile or gesture turns into something more. In a split second, an infectious smile catapults one into a realm of reality that is completely unexpected. For me, it was the spring of '89 when that infectious smile took me by surprise. Little did I know back then that this woman held me captive all that summer long, while she played a wicked game where I would be the loser in the end. She went away with another and I was left alone yet again. I can still feel the pain of love's depart. But it was out of a chance meeting those many years ago where her infectious smile caught my eye and pulled at my heart. They say that love can blind a man so as not to see. But for me I didn't know that a wicked game was about to be played on me.
By Dr. Williams8 years ago in Humans
It All Boils Down to This
Sometimes I become frustrated, sad, lonely, uneasy, impatient, antsy, scared, and ready to self-sabotage. Those are the times that I stand back and really look at her. I take all of her in to the extent that I can.
By kristen weigand8 years ago in Humans
Why Me?
Another question I constantly ask myself is: why me? Why do I have to feel the way I do? Why can't my mind take control over the pain so that I can be happy again? I don't even remember what it's like to be completely happy... until I am around my best friend.
By Morgan Binnie8 years ago in Humans
The One That Got Away
Sometimes I miss you; all of the late night phone conversations, great sex, and the happy times come flooding back into my head every once in a while. It makes me smile. These thoughts will pop into my head without warning: when I’m doing laundry, at work, talking on the phone to my mom. But after reminiscing on these good memories, a feeling of dread comes over me. It happens every time; I try to drown out everything that you did to me, but it doesn't work for the umpteenth time. I start to remember all of the lies, fights, abandonment...
By Jane Smith8 years ago in Humans
Gentle
He laid me down below him and placed his lips on my neck. He breathed against my ear and whispered "I have you". He gently placed a kiss against my cheek. I closed my eyes tightly.
By Reji Lashinsky8 years ago in Humans
The Downfall of a Neurotypical Female
Every Disney movie has the same plot for the most part. Seriously. A princess in a dire situation is on the cusp of doom when a prince rushes in to save her. I came to realize this when I was 15, and I began to wonder if true love was real. I came to the conclusion that no, there was no destined soul mate for everyone. It was more just finding someone you could tolerate and settling down.
By Chandra Harrison8 years ago in Humans
Perceptions of Love
Love can be perceived by one in many ways. Some prioritize it, others fear it. I believe that everybody has different experiences that affect how one may feel about love. As an owner of the infamous trait of overthinking, I myself have taken a lot of my own time over the years to really analyze this subject and all the emotions and thoughts involved. I, like many others, have loved and lost, and have gone through the whole process. I've learned over the years of growing up that a relationship between to beings can be a very powerful thing, and can involve a variety of emotions and events.
By Steven McCarthy8 years ago in Humans