Love

Love
So she walks, both ends of that road seem just as far. Sometimes she wonders why is that she looks back....there are so many reasons to not ever wish to be anywhere else but where she is, yet so many times she does look back... What is behind that makes us wonder? How could we change anything if we are no longer capable of recalling what is that made us walk in such directions.
Love has so many faces, so many trails.
Do we need to fix everything in our past to have peace? To reach the place where the satisfaction of our choices gives us peace? Is it peace what we are looking for? The road ahead extends clean yet all of the baggage of our past gets on the way. Why can't we just forgive and forget? Is there such a thing as forgive and forget? Where are all the signs that tell you "you are in the right path"... So she wonders, she pauses, she closes her eyes and lets the wind caress her face. Nothing can ever erase the past, but she can now touch it with a little less ache and knows that really loving with such passion is her only way to love, and no matter how many times things don't turn out the way once she dreamt life is a precious walk that gives us only this one chance to walk the path, so she smiles, waves goodbye to the past and continues because whatever is out there is still full of wonder and she is really eager to live it to the fullest of her heart.