Post by utlan on Aug 17, 2020 18:55:07 GMT -6
In the tender embrace of autumn, he wandered through a sea of golden leaves, serenaded by nature's melancholic symphony. The park, an oasis of serenity, cradled a tranquil lake whose waters murmured timeless love.
Upon the solitary bench, he sat, and then, like a serenade, her voice, soft and sweet, graced the air, calling his name. With delicate fingers, she playfully brushed aside strands of silken hair, her smile a beacon of warmth that could light even the darkest corners of his soul. In that moment, they melted into each other's arms, her whispered declarations of love a balm to his wounded heart.
Their eyes first locked in an eternal gaze, her beauty in a simple summer dress capturing his heart in a breathless "Hello!" She was the one who truly understood him, the one who loved him in a way that made every second spent together a treasure beyond measure. In that fateful moment, he knew, unequivocally, that she was his destiny - a future woven in the tapestry of Love.
Amidst the complexities of military life, where bullets raced faster than the speed of light, the day of his return shone with a brilliance that defied explanation - for she always waited. Through the trials, the weight of responsibilities, the harrowing battlefields, he fulfilled his oath to protect and serve "Freedom". And in this, he realized, he was the most fortunate man alive, to be loved by the one he held most dear.
Yet, for all the unconditional love they shared, it was never enough. Then came the moment when he received word of her final chapter, and his heart shattered into a thousand pieces. It was as though a merciless, frigid bullet had pierced his very being, tearing through veins, airways, and lodging in the chambers of his heart. He was left adrift, a soul in mourning, a part of him forever lost.
Months turned to seasons, and still, he lingered in the shadow of regret. His deepest sorrows were not for what he did, but for the words left unspoken, the confessions of love withheld from the one who held his heart. Those three simple words, echoing in his soul, never had their chance to find her ears. He longed to gaze into her eyes, to convey how her love was his very reason for living. And he dreamt of slipping a ring onto her finger, binding their hearts in a promise that transcended time.
In the gentle caress of the wind, he felt her presence, a loving lullaby that murmured, "Remember me. The farther we drift from our last meeting, the nearer we are to our next embrace. Our love is unwavering, and I will love you for all eternity."
Yes, the path that led him homeward was painted with birdsong, a chorus of hope and dreams. And he knew, with every fiber of his being, that one day, they would reunite. "I love you, now and forever."
A single, golden leaf descended, marking the cycle of life's beginnings and endings. Yet, in that moment, he understood that Love, true and boundless, would forever endure.
L. - Fall, 2003