Sylvia Eaton

Tragedy Fantasy Inspirational

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Sylvia Eaton

Tragedy Fantasy Inspirational

Moments of Love

Moments of Love

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"Moments of Love" is a poignant and heartbreaking story about the power of love in the face of adversity. It reminds us to cherish every moment we have with the ones we love and to hold onto our memories, for they are what make us who we are.

 Dedicated to the boy I loved ......

To the boy I loved but he's no more,

Your memory lingers, like waves on shore.

In my heart, you'll always stay,

Even though you've gone away.


We shared moments, both big and small,

Together, we stood, through it all.

Your laughter, your smile, so bright,

Now echoes softly in the night.


But time, relentless, marches on,

And life's cruel hand has come and gone.

You left this world, so sudden, so soon,

Leaving behind a heart in gloom.


Yet, in my thoughts, you're still here,

In every memory, every tear.

I'll hold you close, within my heart,

Forever and always, we'll never part.


So, to the boy I loved,

I'll cherish you deeply, to my core.

Until we meet again, beyond this shore,

You'll live on in my love, forevermore.





                        CHAPTER 1

                         MEMORIES 

It was one those cold wintry evening , As Ayush and myself sat in the most unrecognisable cafeteria, which was pretty far away from home . He noticed my  distant gaze, a telltale sign that I was lost in the labyrinth of my past  memories. The clatter of trays and the hum of conversation faded into the background as my  eyes glazed over, lost in a world only I  could see.

 I didn't realise that my fingers absentmindedly traced patterns on the table, a subconscious gesture as I relived moments from the past. A faint smile tugged at the corners of my  lips, hinting at the bittersweet nature of my reminiscence.

I wasn't aware that Ayush kept watching on me , a silent observer to the private show playing out behind those dreamy eyes. He must have wondered what memories were dancing through my mind—perhaps moments of joy, love, or even sorrow, each memory painting a vivid picture in my  imagination.


Despite the noise  around us,  I felt a sense of intimacy in sharing this moment with Ayush . I  respected the sanctity of his   memories, understanding that they were a part of what made me  who I  am .

"Under the starlit sky, our whispers danced, and at that moment, every word spoken was a love song only our hearts could understand."

"Beneath the canopy of a moonlit night, Adam and myself found ourselves immersed in a world of enchanting serenity .'

We strolled hand in hand through a meadow adorned with a sprinkling of delicate wildflowers, their fragrance mingling with the soft breeze that rustled the leaves above. The celestial canvas above us was painted with a myriad of stars, each one a witness to the burgeoning romance between us.

Under the starlit sky, our whispers became an intimate dance, a melody that only our hearts comprehended. Adam spoke of dreams, his voice a tender symphony that resonated with the deepest recesses of my soul. In turn, I shared my hopes and fears, creating a tapestry of emotions that drew us closer with every uttered word.


As I  slowly returned from my journey to the past, my gaze refocused, and I  blinked, as if awakening from a dream. The smile lingered on my  face, a soft echo of the memories I  had just visited.

"What happened? " I looked at him confused and realised that I wasn't ok at all cost. He asked me if I was going to talk about it but deep within I wanted to cry out, I wanted to yell and a voice hit from behind my head and compelled me to speak out my inner feelings. 


"Why am I the only one hurting? " 


Hey Panda, Did you see an emotional movie or is it that you're preparing yourself for a reel? Ayush burst out into a big laughter. 


I hit him hard on his head and laughed along with him. He made me realise that even while I felt myself hurting I was still happier having him by my side.


He moved his hands towards my face and pulled my cheeks saying, "My little Panda!"


Ahhh it hurts! 


I loved the way he called me his little panda.

He reached out and gently touched my   hand, a silent gesture of understanding and companionship. In that moment, sitting in the bustling cafeteria, the bond between us  deepened, strengthened by the shared silence and the unspoken language of friendship.

In a past that seemed to echo with the whispers of betrayal, I  found myself enveloped in a world of deceit and heartache. My relationship with  Adam appeared to be the epitome of love, but beneath the surface, cracks were beginning to form.

As time passed, My suspicions grew, fueled by late nights at work and unanswered messages. My fears were confirmed one fateful evening when I stumbled upon Adam in a passionate embrace with another woman.

Devastated and betrayed, I confronted Adam, only to be met with excuses and empty apologies. With a heavy heart, I made the difficult decision to walk away, determined to rebuild my  life and mend my broken trust.


Despite the pain of my  past, I emerged from the ashes of betrayal as a resilient and empowered woman, ready to face the world with a newfound sense of self-worth and determination.

However, as whispers of betrayal began to swirl around the city, our  relationship was put to the ultimate test.I, was consumed by jealousy and suspicion, fell victim to the manipulations of his closest friend, Charlotte, who harbored secret feelings for Adam.


                  CHAPTER 2 

                        LIES


We walked hand in hand believing that there's a little hope and death might not hit in too soon... " What if tomorrow never comes" he said, holding my hands even more tighter than before saying, would we be able to walk hand in hand together like this and what if I can't tell you how much I love you. 


Tears rolled down from his eyes. I kissed him on his forehead and strode my hand through his hair with the fear of losing him and at the same time comforting him. 


While we walked towards the beach side I wrote his name on the sand ( " Adam Mark  Jordan"). But unfortunately, the waves came and erased it. He then says, just like the waves erased my name in a few days I'll be erased from the world itself and no one will ever remember me. 

Ssshhh silent Adu . I said holding him and looking deep down into his eyes saying, the waves might have erased your name but your name is hardwired as a blueprint that is connected to my every vein directing to my heart. He looked at me for a while and said, someday you will die too and who will remember my name and our love? His words echoed into my mind like a rhyming fine wine with a little shaky spine and that's when I realised the coldest truth is difficult to hear and acceptance is the real bare truth. 

I looked deep into his eye and said, l'll write your name in every page. Every line, every chapter and generations to generation will know that i wrote your name captured in my heart that even after death our soul will bring back our love story from generations to generations and they will always wish that they could have a love so beautiful without a happy ending. 

He pulled me closer towards him and hugged me tight. I could feel his warmth and before i could utter a word his phone rang . 

Adu your phone I said, He looked at me straight in the eye and again back to the phone. 

What's wrong? Ahh nothing my panda he said , looking all nervous and scared. I realised his face had turned all red . He held my hand and his phone rang again. This time he couldn't avoid his call and as i peeped through the corner of my eye , It stated Charlotte. 

Who is Charlotte? 

Don't even bother she's just a friend he said, denying every question put infront of him. I knew that there was something up in his mind. 

Is she your friend? 

No , he replied. I guess it's a scam . 









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