Conversations, talks, speeches, they are all just words.

Sometimes no matter how long the talk was, no matter what was exchanged during the conversation, each party walks away with bulleted points in their mind. Sentences could be structured perfectly, with flowery language, or they could be chopped up, delivered in stammers or amidst tears, but at the end of the day, the stark truth hits you. It hits you hard.

You walk away from it with points, bulleted points. The bottomline. The points that stand out are the ones that hit straight home, to your heart. They may be things that you don't wanna hear, or even things that you have always wanted to hear, and most likely, both. They stay, in your mind and in your heart.

Everything else becomes blurry, and the focus is now on the points that your heart and mind remembers. That is the aftermath. The points get replayed, over and over again. If its something great, you treasure it with all your heart, if its something hurtful, you wonder if you want to believe it.

The points that i got, some were great, some were devastating. At the end of the day i have to face up to the barenaked facts. I have to decide what i want to do now, cos my own life is the only thing i have control over. I can't control my feelings, but i think i can control which path i want to follow. Whether it is the path less travelled on, i don't know. I just hope whatever is waiting for me at the end of the path, is worth it all.

All i know now, is i must be strong.