Novel & Cerita Masa Lalu Biarlah Berlalu

I cleared my throat and turned my back on her again before I sense her walking ever slowly behind me. "Ash," she hugged me, placing her chin on my shoulder. "Past was called past for a reason. You can't let it taunt your present and mess up your future. It was all behind you, and all you could do was to look back to it but never live in it. You get me?" I knew what she meant and I understood it well but the thought still stuck in my head. A little bit lighter. I decided to say no more and nodded my head. She smiled at our reflection on the glass window.

He then faces the ground and started to speak. "What should I do now? Now that she is gone?" Oliver has no idea what to speak of. That is why it took him some time before he finally uttered these words. "They will no longer be part of our everyday life. Still, they are part of our memory. Cherish it and live the way you think they would love. Do not step backward. Keep moving forward. The past is the past. No one tells you to remove them. Just... don't let it be a hindrance in you chasing your dreams"

Would he celebrate even if it was in silence, or did he already dread the day like I have been for the entire year? I sighed as I slowly walked into the woods towards the familiar oak tree that stood in the middle of the open field. It held so many good memories for me, beautiful memories I would give anything to relive again, but they were too painful for me to even imagine. I shook my head to clear my thoughts. I shouldn’t be doing this, I shouldn’t be thinking about what I had, and what I could have had. My mother always told me, ‘never live in the past; the past is better off left in the past. Let go of what you cannot change, and move on; something better will come up in the future, and

He smiled as he pecked my forehead. Just then Grandma walked in and saw us smiling as she asked-" what do father and daughter discuss here without me huh?" She noticed dried tears on our cheeks. She understood what topic we must be discussing. She smiled as she said-" Remember my dear, the Past is history, we must accept the history and live with it, tomorrow is a mystery, not in our hands to control. So we have today, we must cherish it with all the happiness, as it is why called as a present."

Something wasn’t right. “Please,” I pressed. “Can’t you just tell me?” Jihan gave me a small, guarded smile and squeezed my hand back. “Some things... are better left in the past, Vanessa. If they’re gone, maybe it’s for a reason. It’s probably best to focus on your future now. You’ve got so many things ahead of you. No need to dig up what’s already been forgotten, right?”

No more lingering in the past. She was leaving it all behind.

leave before it’s too late ---

And everyone who wronged me got exactly what they deserved. The pain of my past life won't repeat itself. So let it go. No point chaining yourself to what's behind you. From here on, I'll lead the Moretti family forward. For good.

Tomorrow better be great. *** maṣe ṣe mi bi eyi- don't do me like this.