Did you know that there are things, events out there that only need one second to push you down on your knees, but you need years to pick yourself up. And then, just when you think that you are alright, ok, that everything is behind you, the right kind, or maybe I should say a wrong kind association comes along and a memory of everything washes over you and it is so strong that you are back down on your knees again and even when you know that you will pick yourself up the next moment, it hurts, because there is still so much regret, still so much what if, even when you know that you can't change things, not even if you got a chance to do everything all over again.

And it hurts.

It hurts.

Because you know that you still didn't get over it and no matter how much you try to convince yourself that you did, you might never get over it. And when you are doubled down in pain, when there are new scars appearing on your already scared soul, know that the next time when the wrong kind association comes along, it would be the same.