It is often difficult to fell in control of our lives and often
unable to neither change the past nor control the events around us. The only
ironic thing about life is the obstacles it would cast our way. On the
other hand struggles we endure enrich its quality. Mostly, life’s problems are
always a challenge to test our endurance that gives us the willpower to solve
it. And a grand accomplishment couldn’t easily achieve without trials.
Usually, pains and regrets always accompanied with the choices
we made. But no matter how we deal it, it’s our choice that matter.
I usually hate going to the mall
after work especially when I am wearing school uniform, but a while ago it
seems that my foot has its own will of dragging me out. I truly don’t know why
my body followed thru. Then I realized, I was passing and glancing through
windows of shops without any particular direction and intention in mind. Maybe
fate brought me here only to see an old friend. Honestly, I was planning
of avoiding her, but I was too late. She already saw and approached me that I
couldn’t hide.
She was explaining something that I couldn’t even remember,
because my mind was filled with memories. A déjà vu of what had happen, a
sudden out-pour of emotion and a vivid realization that she was no longer mine.
But only one thing struck me, she is asking for repentance. When I stared into
her eyes searching for clues of sincerity, I saw an image of me saddening and
regretting of losing this opportunity. Who couldn’t melt a heart if someone
close to you is asking for forgiveness?
If God forgave us on the sins we’ve done, then who am I to
refuse?
As I searched myself if I could still feel the same feeling. I
know it’s still there. But maybe time resided the pains, the heartache and the
guilt. It’s time to mend our misunderstanding. We knew for sure that we
couldn’t pick and put the pieces back, but at least it’s no longer scattered.
We can go back to where we once before and begin a brand new start.
She was right.
We must move on and let not the shadow cast our way.
The past is over.
What important is the present that defines our future.
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