The Flight Of Love's Wings

“In a small town, there are two loving hearts that find happiness and strength in each embrace. Wendell and I, our love seems eternal and never-ending. But with the passage of time, the course of fate changed. One night, in the middle of yesterday's fading away, a weight landed between us. The wind carried unspoken and unshed tears. In that moment, our lives changed completely. We sat in our favorite spot, looking out over the town reflecting our memories. Silence permeates the surroundings, and our feelings cry out for words. I looked at Wendell, hoping to see answers, but his eyes remained distant. "Alex," she whispered, her voice full of sadness and surrender. "I can't take this anymore. I can't stay in our relationship anymore." My heart suddenly fell, and I couldn't understand this sudden separation. "But... but why?" I managed to choke out, my voice cracking with the weight of my emotions. Wendell stared into the distance, unable to meet my eyes. "I've realized that I need to follow my dream of becoming a pilot. It's something I've always wanted, and I can't ignore it any longer." Pain shot through my chest, and I grabbed his hand hoping he would come back to me. "But what will happen to us? What will happen to the love we shared?" He removed his hand from mine, leaving me empty. "Sometimes dreams come first, Alex. I have to follow my dream and see where it takes me. I can't keep getting in the way." I couldn't stop the tears from flowing, and in the middle of my pain. I want to stop him, I want to hug him so he won't leave me but I can't. I understand, who am I to trade him for his dream, right? Who am I to stop him from fulfilling his dream? In order to achieve his dream, he has to destroy me with a ganto. Don't leave me please? Wendell. I'm pregnant. That's what he wanted to tell him just to stop him. But I can't, I can't. Because if I'm the one making the story between us, I'll choose him to reach his dream, rather than regret by my side. Days passed, and with each passing day, the pain did not go away. I tried to find strength in the support of friends and family, but losing Wendell continued to hurt my heart. The town where we fell in love has become a place of memories and sadness. I heard stories of Wendell's progress, as he moved forward with his dream of becoming a pilot. He flies through the skies, reaches the clouds, and leaves me on the ground, alone and hurt. His dedication and hard work show in every step he takes. And as I watched his success, I couldn't help but feel a mixture of pride and pain. Our paths may have diverged, but the memories of our love remain etched in my heart. I continue to walk the streets of our town, carrying the pain and memories of our love. And with every passing wind, I hope that one day, our paths can meet again, and our dreams can form again. And I hope that when we meet again, he will also know that he has a child with me, that he was the father when I was carrying him. You did fulfill your dream, but you left us as your child. I hope you're happy Wendell.”