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Unspoken Words

Whispers of the Heart

By Life Goes OnPublished 7 months ago 3 min read
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The autumn leaves rustled softly beneath their feet as they strolled through the park. Sarah and David, a couple deeply in love, had come to this serene spot for what they both knew was their last time together before he embarked on a journey abroad. The sun hung low in the sky, casting a warm, golden glow over the surroundings. It was a bittersweet day, a day when words weighed heavy, and emotions ran deep.

As they walked hand in hand, Sarah couldn't help but steal glances at David, her heart aching with the knowledge that their time together was slipping away. Her feelings were a whirlwind of love, longing, and a profound sense of loss.

David, sensing the weight of the moment, gently broke the silence. "The time has come, hasn't it?" he said softly, his eyes fixed on the horizon.

Sarah nodded, her voice barely above a whisper. "Yes, it has."

They continued their walk, each step echoing their unspoken thoughts. Sarah knew that she couldn't ask him to stay. The opportunity he had been offered was a once-in-a-lifetime chance, and she couldn't bear to be the reason he turned it down. But that didn't make it any easier.

The breeze carried the scent of fallen leaves and the distant promise of winter, a metaphor for the impending separation that hung heavy in the air. Sarah turned her gaze to the trees, their branches adorned with a tapestry of red and gold. She couldn't help but think of the beautiful moments they had shared under these very trees.

David, his voice filled with nostalgia, said, "Remember that picnic we had here last summer? It feels like a lifetime ago."

Sarah smiled, her heart aching. "Yes, it does. It was a perfect day."

They settled on a bench, their fingers still intertwined. David glanced at the ring on Sarah's finger, a symbol of their commitment to each other. "I wish things were different," he said, his voice laced with regret.

Sarah felt her throat tighten, but she couldn't bring herself to respond. Instead, she let her eyes speak the words her lips couldn't utter.

"I've been offered this incredible opportunity," David continued, his tone somber. "I feel like I have to take it. But that doesn't mean I want to leave you behind."

Sarah's heart swelled with love for him, but she couldn't find the words to express her own inner turmoil. She knew that he deserved every opportunity life had to offer, and she couldn't bear to hold him back.

As they sat in the fading sunlight, Sarah silently in her mind:

In your absence, my heart will grieve,

But I'll let you go, and not deceive.

For love is not a cage, my dear,

It's setting free what we hold near.

David's eyes met hers, and in that moment, they shared a profound connection, a silent understanding of the sacrifices they were making for each other's dreams.

David, his voice barely above a whisper,

The world awaits with open arms,

And though we part, we'll never disarm.

In distant lands, I'll carry your grace,

And love you from afar, in every place.

Tears welled up in Sarah's eyes as she listened to his words. She realized that their love was strong enough to endure the miles that would soon separate them.

As the evening descended, they rose from the bench and began to walk back toward the park's entrance. The shadows grew longer, and the air turned cooler. Sarah clung to David's hand, savoring every moment they had left together.

They arrived at the park's gate, their footsteps slowing as they faced the inevitable parting. David turned to her, his eyes searching hers for a glimpse of her feelings.

Sarah, her voice quivering, said, "I'll be waiting for the day you come back."

David nodded, his eyes filled with a mixture of love and longing. "And I'll be counting the moments until I can hold you in my arms again."

With a final, lingering kiss, they parted ways, their hearts heavy but their love strong. Sarah watched him walk away until he disappeared into the distance, the ache in her heart tempered by the knowledge that their love could withstand any distance.

As she walked back home alone, Sarah carried the memory of their last day together in her heart, a cherished treasure to sustain her until the day they would be reunited.

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Life Goes On

Hey there! it's Mushfica Najneen. I am a student who is obsessed with stories and imaginary world.

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