Tonight, I witnessed an old couple being reunited by the flames of a beautiful past and a future so very uncertain, and yes, quite messy. I must say that I have seen myself and him in them. We have an almost similar story.
I wish I had more courage to forgive, and a memory that's so lousy and forgetful. I wish I had a stronger heart so I could fight this. And I wish I am not too broken to move on.
Who really wins in a struggle for second chances? Do I lose by risking my heart again? Does winning and losing really part of the game?
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