i assumed that after this long, that it wouldn't haunt me anymore. i thought that the hatred would have passed, and i would have been able to forgive. but i was wrong, two years down the track it still hurts. although i don't think about the specific details everyday; the wounds have only scabbed over, and could easily be ripped off any moment, causing the old indjury to bleed again. sometimes; once an amount of damage is done, there is no way for it to fully heal back, there is no way to change back to who you were before your heart was broken.