Women in Crosses

The Part 10

    If falling in love is a gift, then why is my story now such a mistake. I love someone who is impossible to tell a story together in a book. No, we're not different feelings, I'm sure we have the same feelings. It's harder than the difference in feelings that still

it can be made the same by destiny. It's about a distance that even physical formulas cannot solve.

     I used to think that Antarctica was the farthest distance, in fact we were much farther away than that.  Antarctica is just a different continent while we have different faiths. Antarctica promises a definite journey to end where, while between us like wading waves without sure where the dock berth. Or even the greatest possibility is that we docked at a different dock.

     Do I have to give up on the situation ? Letting the universe laugh at me who finally admitted defeat to reality, Letting my story finish without having time I started, Forcing to take off even though holding it was not yet.

     He said if we love someone, we need to heal their Lord first. Then in what way can I melt his Lord if in fact I worship while he is rosary ? Which God should I ignore ? Very complicated for me, but maybe for some people this is a form of struggle and

love sacrifice. Fight and sacrifice by betraying God at last ? I choose to betray each other's feelings. I didn't take it away from her God, nor did I want to leave my God for a story that I knew from the beginning as an impossibility could even be a false story.

     Call me a coward, who is loyal to stand in the midst of a doubt of the heart, does not dare to make a decision. This is

the journey, if passed on wrong, stopped as hard to do.

     I don't want to be principled just live it first let the time answer how our story will be. Because it's the same

I try to give false hope not only to his feelings but also to my feelings. I don't want to brag about promising him the future, if my heart alone has not been able to be touched for sure. I don't want to hurt him by always reciting his name in the third of my night but not his name that I made before him

Allahs. I don't want to break a heart even if I know we're going to get hurt.

     Although her lips often said she chose me as proof that she was fighting for her curiosities, I didn't want her to choose me because of her love for me, I also have to be sure that he really loves my God. Because like the season human feelings are also easily changed if they do not really love their God. No one knows and is able to guess the feelings of someone other than himself, right ?

      On the way, I hope that I and you will be on the same path

difficult. If you cannot choose, it is fine for me to walk backwards, giving way to another heart, which can accompany you to struggle without having to measure too far. That way no longer hesitate for you to step into each other without difference. For now we do not need to hold each other so tightly, just embrace each other to give a place to understand, if someday we are really anchored in a different dock.

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