Silent Moments

Silent Moments

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Romance
This is a story biased from true events in my life, some elaborated and some not, about a boy named Daniel and the very difficult obstacles that were put in our path. One challenging move from Las Vegas, Nevada to Fort Walton Beach, Florida, separated us for over a year. While the feelings of love were still evident in me, I had no way of knowing how he felt. All I had were his letters, the very letters that eventually stopped coming which lead me to a spiraling depression of confusion, love, and hatred. Forgetting everything was the best solution I could come up with, a distraction was the next step, but would I be willing to do it? Could I forget everything, our love, our sacrifices, our dreams; and distract myself with another, who could never compare to Dan? Or would I be able to hold on to a single thread of hope that we will, at least once, someday cross paths and rekindle what we once shared? Just so that you all are aware, I changed the individual’s names in this story, including my own, to give them some security. Enjoy!
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••• ❝If I can count every grain of sand in the shores of the beach we made a trip to twice a month; if I can trace lines from the first star all the way to the very last star in this galaxy that we both live in; if I can collect every single drop of water that's been touched with moonlight; if I can pick every single petal from all the flowers that has been kissed by a ray of the sun -maybe then, maybe, I will be able to tell you exactly how far and how long this feeling runs. Maybe then I will be able to tell you it is limitless. And that is how you make me feel, Daniel. You make me feel limitless.❞ ••• In which I, Deborah Barclay, fall in love with Daniel Harrington when we're just kids, and have no idea how to fall out. ••• ALL RIGHTS RESERVED ©LITERALIGHT

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