"How do you pick up the threads of an old life?

How do you go on..

when in your heart you begin to understand...

...there is no going back?

There are some things that time cannot mend...

...some hurts that go too deep...

...that have taken hold.

Perhaps everything is meant to be...

...life would not allow you to stop your journey...

...it would make scars out of the wounds...

a reminiscence of what was once...

...eventually the heart will slowly fade away too"