The passing of time marks change.
Nothing stays the same forever; there are always new struggles for humanity, and the only real reprieve from this is death. But even then, there is no certainty of what awaits you when you die.
For a long time now, I have felt the pains of change, and I always thought that if only things could've have stayed the same, or if somehow my life could go back to the way it was, I could feel a bit of happiness again. It seems as if my whole world was taken from me, and I'll never get it back. At least, it could never be the same way that it used to be.
But I know that change is inevitable; and should one path end, then it only means you must choose again from many other paths. Change should not be feared, but accepted. Will there not be a time in the future when I'll look back and wish I could go back to how it is right now?
And yet....I am still stuck, and maybe I always will be. For I continue to pace back and forth between past love, and something different that I do not yet know. As soon as I believe I've made up my mind, I am constantly swayed in the opposite direction. Is there a right answer? I don't think so, because both paths are equal. It isn't that one way is better than the other, it's that they're merely different ways to go. And that is what makes the choice so difficult. I guess only time will tell which way I end up...
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