The Street of Life
Dear One…
Finally, we come to the stop sign at “the Street of Life”, where we need to choose which way to go from now.
I look back before starting to choose, I see a long and long way back there that we had been walked together for long time.
We passed through different parts of different roads. Some roads were smooth and beautiful pathways, some streets were rough and tough to walk through, and some lanes were dangerous to walk across. You know that my hands always hold tight on your hands and never let go. Many times you fell down unexpectedly, I stumbled too, then we held each other up. There were wounds on knees and left many scars. We laughed and cried together many…many…many times.
Suddenly you want to catch the express train because you want to enjoy the new ride to reach the horizon line. You said you have a new dream, which is colorful as a rainbow. You suddenly forget the next destination where both of us have intention to go on. You refuse to review all commitments that hold us to join together on this way. You forget most of days of laughed and cried we used to have.
You seem to look forward searching for a new hope, and want to delete all foot printed that we used to walked together while I look backward to keep all the good old days we were together.
Maybe God sets our new destination in different sides. Do you think so? I look at the sky on my side I see the dark thunder storm is coming. In the same time your side looks bright with cheerful color of rainbow and variety booming flowers on the path.
It is no right or wrong which way you want to choose from here. I would like you to know that I will not interrupt your dream nor destroy your hope just because it is look prettier than mine, but I want you to hold your new dream with CARE and SINCERITY not to dump it to the trash like you did to our old dream.
Now my hands are not hold yours any more. You can walk freely to your destination. It doesn’t matter if we will have each other from now and then or not. Life is too short to wait for the long decision. Don’t try to be nice and say that you care about me very much because your action is louder than words. The most important is you already destroyed my trust under your feet and it is very hard to repair to be the same.
Please go on my dear one…
© Rungaroon Plintron, 2018
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