Myself Vs. Austen's Persuasion

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“It takes some good to make it hurt, it takes some bad for satisfaction. It takes some fears to make you trust, it takes those tears to make it rust, it takes the dust to have it polished.” Jason Mraz’s song “Life is wonderful” perfectly depicts the reality of the rollercoaster of emotions that life is. In order for anything to really be appreciated one must experience what it feels like without it. Life is a cycle of both pleasure and pain, losses and gains, and both hope and despair. The beautiful cycle does not always end up as we had imagined, but one can and should always hope. I gave myself to him; all that made up my entire being. He took it, not thoughtlessly, but unaware of the gift he was accepting. Oblivious of the gift he was giving in return. Though time, oceans, and culture left us feeling despair at times, the fire in our hearts that is love, has given us the powerful force within that is hope. In the novel Persuasion, by Jane Austen, many characters experience circumstances of great pain and despair, as well as circumstances of promising hope. At times I thought I wouldn’t be able to handle the pain when we said goodbye. The last kiss we shared and as we finally parted, I would leap forward for one more kiss. And one more. And please, just one more. When the taxi door closed, and I watched the black cab drive away with him the pain ate me up from the inside. The wrenching feeling of knives stabbing in my chest, in my stomach, left me with no strength to stand. I made my way down the cold and gloomy London streets, up the three flights of stairs to my apartment door. I couldn’t breathe anymore. My soul felt weak. I collapsed onto my bed, and my tears drowned me into a deep sleep. There was no point holding on anymore, the pain was too much. I waited for it to pass: the reality that this was the last time we would see each other, that this was the
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