My Go to the Past

My Going to the Past

Prologue

Being alone in the world makes me so insecure.

It's not the first time I've found myself in this situation.

The sky is so blue when we look down from here and in the distance the tree that is alone like me forgotten somewhere.

The immensity of the sea helps me choose which decision to make in this difficult time.

They all expect me to make the right decision.

But I am afraid.

I don't show it of course, I raise my head and show my strength, I have to show myself strong and that I'm a woman ahead of the time I'm in and fight for ideals.

That making the revolution is my motto, even if it often affects my coexistence with other men who think I'm not capable, but I will love to show my intelligence and determination.

Love?

I put it aside a long time ago, a disappointment that the universe brought me.

Everything I love runs away from me.

It's like sand that when placed in your hands, it slips between your fingers, leaving us with the feeling of emptiness.

So I go my way and don't look back or even to the future.

But when the past falls in front of me, what do I do?

Live it?

Or try to get out of it?