Move On

Move, in my mini Oxford dictionary, it means: go in a specified direction, change position; prompt to action, provoke emotion in; make progress, take action; etc. I am in the midst of seeking direction, making progress, arising my alertness, changing for the better. I seriously seek for second chance to allow myself to do better and will not make the same mistake again.

Everyone needs two hands to clap. For some reasons and because of my carelessness, my ignorance, my attitude and my mistake, I missed the hand. It should be clapping rhythmically and happily but I made mistake, a huge mistake. Having known and acknowledged it, I became more cautious and concern about the hand. I'd thought, with some patience, I would able to transform myself and everything into a better situation, a better place to be.

How I wish I could turn back time, I wish I could grasp the hand and won't let it go ever. How I wish if the hand knows, the minds read all these here. For now that there is nothing I can do or perhaps I don't know what to do, I still move on.