Without Regrets
Maybe one day, I’ll learn that living well isn’t about making all the right choices.
It’s about making choices I can live with.
Tentang berani mencoba sesuatu meski belum tahu akhirnya akan seperti apa.
Tentang mengatakan hal-hal yang memang ingin dikatakan, pergi ke tempat yang ingin didatangi, mencintai tanpa selalu sibuk menghitung kemungkinan terluka.
Because sometimes, the things we regret aren’t the things that went wrong.
Sometimes, it’s the things we never let happen.
Jadi mungkin, aku ingin menjalani hidup sedikit lebih berani. Not recklessly, just honestly. Dengan cukup keberanian untuk memilih apa yang memang ingin kupilih, dan cukup lapang untuk menerima kalau tidak semuanya akan berjalan sesuai rencana.
Dan kalau suatu hari aku harus pergi dari sesuatu, I hope I can leave without bitterness.
Tanpa terlalu banyak what ifs. Tanpa harus menoleh dan bertanya-tanya apakah seharusnya aku bertahan sedikit lama atau mengatakan sesuatu yang belum sempat kusampaikan.
I want to know that I was there while I was there.
That I loved when I loved.
I tried when I wanted to try.
I stayed when staying still meant something.
And I left when it was time to leave.
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Maybe that’s what living without regrets means to me.
Bukan hidup tanpa kesalahan, tanpa kehilangan, atau tanpa keputusan yang ternyata salah.
But knowing that, at the time, I chose with the heart and understanding I had.
And when the time comes to close a chapter, I hope I can turn the page gently.
Not because the story wasn’t worth keeping, but because I’ve already lived it.
Dan mungkin, pada akhirnya, aku tidak ingin membawa terlalu banyak hal ketika pergi.
Tidak semua percakapan harus mendapatkan jawaban.
Tidak semua kehilangan harus ditemukan penggantinya.
Tidak semua hal yang berakhir harus dianggap sebagai sesuatu yang gagal.
Some things are simply meant to be lived, felt, and then released.
Aku ingin bisa melihat ke belakang tanpa berharap semuanya berbeda.
Maybe there were things I could have done better, words I could have chosen more carefully, or moments I should have held a little longer.
But I hope I can still look at them and think, I did what I could with the person I was back then.
And perhaps, that is enough.
To live without constantly wishing I had been braver.
To leave without constantly wondering if I should have stayed.
To love without needing to know how the story ends.
And someday, when I look back at this life, I hope there is nothing I need to chase back for.
Just memories I can smile at, lessons I can carry, and a quiet feeling that I was here, and I really lived.
