The heartbeat of the seventeen-year-old stopped in that old summer when the cicadas kept chirping.
Eleven years later, at a class reunion, I unexpectedly reunited with the person I loved deeply when I was young.
At that time, I was already married as a wife and mother,
Taking on the responsibilities of the family in the daily necessities of life.
On one side is the unforgettable old love and youthful regrets,
On one side is the stable and solid present with close family members.
The heartbeat finally stops in the past,
For the rest of my life, responsibility begins now. I will only watch the fireworks in front of me and never look back. There is no turning back either.
