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.....