“I want to finish running this road with you.” Remember when? I suppose I was blinded by the thought of what could have been ahead of us and neglected what lied before us. My mistake of running before learning how to walk caused us to stumble and trip over the tiniest things underfoot and regardless of how much I wanted for us to pick each other up and continue working together — you trudged on alone.

But I was persistent on keeping you with me. May it be time and hope that kept me alive, a tiny fire of passion inside me fueled my motivation. Rather than being blinded this time around, I chose to overlook the fact that the fire between us had already died down. I ask myself, when had we grown so far apart? I swore I thought my perseverance would someday lead me back to you and in time, everything would have eventually find its way.

And sometime in the distant past, I wanted to finish running this road with you. But rather than waiting for fate to unravel its pavement, I managed to find my own way. I took the road not taken, the one less traveled by. And that? “And that has made all the difference.” You see, I want to finish running this road— with or without you.

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