Hansel, a promising political science student, had always been ambitious, both in his professional and personal pursuits. There was something about his teacher Joyce, a woman of intellect and style, that he found irresistibly attractive. It was her impassioned talks about foreign policies, her succinct way of translating complexities into layman’s terms, her command over the class. But, above all, it was the way she dressed. Tight-fitting blouses that accentuated her curves, mini skirts that gave glimpses of her long, toned legs. Her allure was much more than physical, though. It was intellectual, it was her essence.
The first time he asked her out for dinner, he was a nervous wreck. However, the firmness of her handshake, the warmth of her smile, the spark in her eyes, put him at ease. They were both passionate about the same subjects, and their conversations flowed like a beautiful symphony, with each word, each sentiment perfectly complementing the other. Each date drew them closer, their connection deepening, their hearts beating to the rhythm of the same song.
Eventually, love was confessed, stolen kisses exchanged, and stolen moments spent in each other’s arms. The passion between them was intense, and the love profound.
Then came the time when Joyce had to leave. The bar exams were calling her to the big city, the allure of a thriving career as a lawyer too compelling to ignore. Despite the distance, they promised to keep their love alive, their whispers of love lingering in the night air as she drove away.
Long-distance relationships are not for the faint of heart, and as time wore on, their love began to dwindle. Conversations became shorter, the passionate discussions they once had replaced with small talks about their daily lives. Slowly, Joyce’s feelings for him began to fade. As she stepped into her new life as a lawyer, Hansel became a memory of a time gone by.
He was heartbroken when he received the letter, Joyce’s neat handwriting conveying the end of their love story. Hansel was devastated. He couldn’t eat, couldn’t sleep, and couldn’t find joy in anything anymore. His world was plunged into a dark abyss of despair, and in a moment of desperation, he considered ending his life.
As he stood on the precipice of this decision, his mother intervened. The woman who had given him life now worked to preserve it. She reminded him of the bright future that awaited him, of the love and support of his family, and of the strength that resided in him. It was her love that saved him from the brink of despair.
Hansel was not the same after that. His heartbreak had reshaped him, making him more resilient, more focused on his future. He decided to channel his energy into his studies and his ambition to make a difference. The love that once consumed him was now just a memory, but the lessons he learned from it would stay with him forever.
Mike m. luster 