As I walked out of our home, he held me tightly, preventing me from taking a step. Tears were streaming down my face and I couldn't think. I just knew that if we stayed here any longer, we wouldn't be able to bear the weight of this love. I said can you leave her, can you leave your child, even if you do these, do you think we can go back to the past? I can no longer live as if nothing has happened, and I cannot convince myself to change from being the only one in your life to being the third party in your marriage.
I said, let me go.
But he still holds me tightly. I can't give you what you want now, but I can give it to you one day. I know I can't keep you, but I can't let you go. You promise me that you will come back when I can give you everything, okay? Just two years, just two years, wait for me, okay?
I didn't answer. I still believed him when he said two years, but when he can give it two years later, can we pretend it never happened? Can we really continue to be happy? None of us want to leave, but fate has severely divided us. What flows in the cracks are the beautiful memories we once had, but no matter how much the memories are filled, they can't be repaired perfectly.
We are all deceiving ourselves and hoping that there will be a future between us.