"Lessons In Life Are Repeated Until Learned"
"Lessons In Life Are Repeated Until Learned" The truth has a way of surfacing. It is what eats at the conscious. Looking in the mirror, he thought, "it is what it is. " Even if he could go back and fix it, he wouldn't know where to begin. It was one big mess and he had created an awful lot of collateral damage. He missed her. There was no denying that. There were parts of that relationship with her, he could not replace with another nor could it be forgotten. She was not one easily to forget. She carried herself differently. She had a certain class that could not be explained... and mostly no words to put into phrases that defined her character. Not quite a mystery but never understanding or putting a heavy finger on why he loved her? Why else over all of these last couple years did he still try to reach out to her? A restless guilt. Actions he could not explain. He could not let go, there was an attachment. In his distorted perception of love, ther