Thursday, June 24, 2010

THE SCAR

It doesn't work. Trying to open up to the past and let it back into your life. People long since gone, returning as if they'd never left. But leave they did, and so did I. We all went our separate ways, for separate reasons, to separate destinations.

Life did what life does. Bring together and then rips apart. Like paper torn, it is not possible to rejoin the pieces into a fresh sheet.... The scar of the tear is always there, no matter how carefully we try to connect the parts.....

3 comments:

  1. As you are writing in this blogesphere the individual thoughts of the collective memory and waiting to hear the replies as though the words are an echo in a grand canyon of the population of illiterate readers who pay no mind, but read on as though they understand every word and every thought and every memory expressed. No one really understands the experience unless they have experienced it themselves. Though empathy will try and sympathy will fail.

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  2. So now I have to comment again because this is one of the few threads I have to reach you. I've commented on this long ago. Hope you are okay, and I'll talk to you when you get back. Your friend, Jeren

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