Echoes for the Rest of My Life

The ancients said that one can stand firm at thirty and not be confused at forty. In just ten years, how do people learn to go from "establishing a career" to "not being confused"? I do not understand. Asking myself, even now, I blame my naivety and weakness on the place called "home". But looking back on this short period of 20 to 30 years of stumbling, there are always people who hold on to a little candlelight and light the way forward for me. Some people are destined not to accompany us throughout our lives, and those who once illuminated me will eventually be replaced by new figures at the next intersection. I think the fates of me and hers started to be connected from this moment. A sulky idiot who can only be in a daze, is easily ignored, makes people worry, and can't be left alone - that's my love. "I don't allow you to leave." It begins in the old days of youth, experiences the tricks of fate, and blooms in the joys and sorrows halfway through the journey - describing the short life of the two of us, it is written until the end of life. Yes, I like her who relied on me in the past. Being trusted by her like that makes me feel important. However, when I finally realized how fragile I was, my life path could no longer see the future I had promised. Even so, I just want to live with her relying on each other and interdependence. Morning and evening, the sun, moon and stars. In this way, I feel satisfied with my life. This is the echo of the rest of my life with her.