Capitol loss, love was the law and religion was taught- Fable-Gigi Perez
I remember the night Lynn and I first kissed. It was magical. But our love was forbidden.
My parents, church leaders, would never approve of Lynn, an athletic star who didn't believe in God.
We kept our love secret, but someone told my parents. They were furious.
"You're going to therapy," they said.
I begged them to understand, but they wouldn't listen. Therapy was torture. They tried to change me, to make me forget Lynn.
But I couldn't forget. Lynn's smile, her laugh, her eyes. We exchanged letters, our only lifeline.
"I'll wait for you," Lynn wrote.
"Forever," I replied.
Years passed. Lynn's letters stopped coming. I was heartbroken. Had she moved on?
I finished therapy, but I wasn't the same. I felt empty.
One day, I realized I had lost myself.
I tried to find Lynn, but she was gone.
I wrote one last letter:
"I'm sorry. I've lost myself, and now I've lost you. I'll search forever for what we had." Tears streamed down my face as I mailed it.
Weeks passed. No response.
I'm left with memories, haunting me. Lynn's smile, our laughter, our forbidden love.
Now, I wander alone, searching for what could never be.
