Love: A dangerous game. [Part 2]
I heard her silence; it ripped my heart and cut through my soul like a dagger. I hated to leave her in anguish. Her piercing eyes cried for a reply; I had none that could satisfy. The steps seemed heavy, her agony made it difficult for me to leave. With a heart that cried her name, I moved—slowly. Every step I took increased her grief and mine. My heart would forever belong to her that I cannot deny. Will I ever be able to forgive myself for causing her pain? I think not; this guilt would remain fresh in me forever. But what choice did I have? She had dreams, which she could never have achieved with me. Her aspirations were beyond my horizon; she loved me but she loved her dreams more. How could I let my love entrap her desire of soaring high? My love for her was deep; I wanted her to get what she desired and deserved–—her happiness laid in her dreams. Our hearts are heavy today, but time heals all. We will move on—I hope we do—I hope she reaches her goals and be...