Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim
Because it was grassy and wanted wear,
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I marked the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I,
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference
i am still remember this poem, and today i am into that situation. i paused myself then, and think. what should i do?
2010 is a tough year for me. i am planning on something important in my life. sad, it's not as easy as i think. to be with someone i love is all i want to do right now. Allah gives us love and it's miracle, i agreed. i feel it now.
for you, i have to be as perfect as i can. time is running out. sayang, keep this promise. it's hard for me, but i will do, will do. promise remains a promise. people have mistakes, so do i. i need you to accompany me, support me. this is the 'road' that i choose. for good, for us.