Crossing Path

Everybody makes mistakes. No one saw mine coming. And there I was, struggling in a whole lot of shitty mess. I didn't know what to do and I was lost with no directions. I decided to run away from it. I decided to forget it and lock it in the dark corners of my mind which I don't cross that often. Everything was going perfectly fine just before the day my mistake stood in front of me, crossing my path.

Now, this wasn't exactly peace offering. Duh! scaring the shit out of someone and embarrassing them has nothing to do with peace offering. My big mistake was there to haunt me forever, chasing me whenever I tried to run away from it. I didn't have to look back to find it. It was always right there, staring into my eyes, that stupid ghost from my past. 

At one point of time, It was enough. I was too tired to run away and too scared to confront it. We all fall down, we all make mistakes but how can anyone make a mistake as terrible as mine. 

But you know what, past always catches up with you, ghosts always haunt you and mistakes always cross your path. The thing is, that you have to stop trying to forget them. Because no matter how much you try, they are still there, standing in your path, like a pebble. You don't have to kick them out of the way to walk ahead. All you have to do is to move a little right and pass by them. Leave them behind and move on.