I often find myself reluctant to take irreversible actions, apprehensive about leaving your side without beholding your captivating visage. I unknowingly still possessed an old photograph of us together when we were 16. The sight of your eyes brings me immense sorrow, as they serve as a reminder of the path I neglected to follow and the journey I failed to embark upon.
Nevertheless, deep within my thoughts, I envision a moment and place where fate guided us along a different trajectory. In this alternate existence, our love story unfolded effortlessly, unimpeded by obstacles or barriers. Maybe it was only within a dream or a distant past life that we experienced pure, unburdened bliss, far removed from the burdens of our present circumstances.
As I reflect on the decisions I’ve made and their outcomes, I can’t help but speculate about the life I might have led if I had accompanied my enigmatic angel along the unpredictable and perilous path we once envisioned. We could have lived a life that now lingers only in the shadows of our recollections—a life that never materialized but will eternally occupy a haunting space in our hearts.
When the anguish and misfortune of our present reality eventually fade, leaving behind the remnants of what might have been, we are confronted with the realization that our choices define our existence. Every decision we make carries consequences—some we may rue, while others we will treasure. In the end, we must come to terms with the path we’ve selected and find solace in the understanding that we can still effect change with the time that remains.
April 17, 2023