Essay title: LoveDefinition of Love“Love” Thereās an odd word. Well, as far as I can tell there are two popular ways of beginning an essay. The first is to check Websters Dictionary for a definition, and then repeat what you found.
“Websters Dictionary defines love as: You stupid moron. How dense are you to be looking in a book for a description of one of mankindās deepest, most important feelings? Do the world a favor and stick your head in the center of this book and slam it shut as hard as you can.”
After three days of intensive therapy I was ready to begin writing again, this time using the second most popular way to start a piece of writing: Word dissection. That wasnāt much help eitherā¦
“Love. Well āLoveā can be split up into two words, lo and ve. Lo, as in lo and behold, means used to attract attention or show surprise. And ve isnāt in the dictionary. However, in Spanish, lo and ve, used in a sentence means āto seeā. To see? Actually kinda neat, really. From what Iāve heard people in love see each other for what they are, so it fits quite nicely. Although it could also mean to see the years of bitterness and resentment that are bound to follow, itās really all in the interpretation.
And now Iām confused. People should need a license to use the word āLoveā in a sentence. And a diploma to use it in a body of writing. Or at least some type of certification class.
What was I talking about again? Ah yes, love. Well, Iām not sure that Iām the best person to even attempt an explanation of the feeling, because Iāve really never successfully completed the whole āin loveā cycle. In fact, Iām pretty certain that I havenāt even started the whole āin loveā cycle, despite numerous attempts with several different girls. The cycle usually involves two people, and stuff. And the stuff is different depending on the people.
You know, I canāt really describe the āin loveā cycle. A writer should have at least a little experience in what heās going to write about; like they always say, “Write what you know”. I, however, do have extensive experience in the ātrying and failingā cycle.
Imagine two people, Frank and Perl. Frank is a sweet guy with a bit of an eccentric streak, which, quite frankly, is what makes Frank Frank. Perl is a quietly beautiful woman who is content to sit back and take life in. She hates it when people spell her name P-E-A-R-L, because thatās just not how you spell her name. These are qualities that are irresistible to Frank. Frank waits in the shadows for a chance to strike up a conversation. After much watching and waiting a window of opportunity opens. Frank is armed only with a wavering confidence and a small glimmer of hope. His only companion is Joel, his personality.
Joel does the same job all personalities do. He makeās judgment calls, devises life strategies, thinks of clever things to say, and basically does everything not directly related to primary life functions. As Frank is approaching Perl, something goes wrong. All the lights at his station go out. By the time Joel realizes that foul play is afoot, itās too late. Someone storms in the room.
“Clayton, how did you get past security?!?!”“Oh, I have my ways. Surrender control of Frank to me or accept the consequences.”“You fool! Weāre about to attempt contact with Perl, if you take over nowā¦”“Exactly. Mwahahahaha!”Clayton, Frankās other personality, assumes control of Frank just as he approaches Perl. Within seconds Frank says something bizarre and inappropriate. Perl, confused and disgusted, runs back to her circle of friends with a new story to tell. Clayton escapes, so he can seize control at an inappropriate moment another day. Joel eventually comes to, and tries to perform some damage control by reminding Frank that there will be other chances, but Frank doesnāt care. In a week or so the feelings of defeat lessen, but not by much.