Day 2: Lesson

I could call her back, but I didn't do that. Why? Because I didn't feel like calling her,"

Today I learn that:
People may forget what we said to them, or what we did to them.
But they will never forget how we made them feel.

People will forget, but they never really forget.

I realize, that I might have hurt many people on my way here,
Either consciously or not.
As I look back, I saw them,
Many people I took for granted,
Many adoration I took as strides,
Many compassion I failed to recognize,
Oh how blind I was.

If life is a game, I will definitely hit that reset button.
But life is life, it goes on as the past recedes with all regretful feeling.

It's right:

We never really understand the value of something until it slips away from our grasp.

Then the question remains:
Will it ever come back? Will there be a second chance?

For me,
Rather than letting myself indulge in self-regret, I choose to close the door to my past.
And the scariest thing is to finally let go of something we thought was ours.
And the hardest thing is to finally accept that the past is no more a part of our present.

But the most frustrating of all is to never really understand how to keep what's important until the time runs out.
It takes away half of my brain when I am alone, threatening my eyes with rivers and displaying many unpleasant things that may happen in the future.

But then again, I am not living in my past anymore.
No matter how fleeting it is.
No matter how fluttering it is.
No matter how, the past is the past, and I am not there.

I am here.

If this is the way I should atone then be it.

I will live through it.
I know I will.

Yes, I will.