When that one person you love suddenly disapears and your whole lofe comes crumbling. I wish my life was a movie so that whenever that happened we could have have a moment of dispair and then through a miracle see them fltong back with a minute amount of bruises. But in real life bruises are known as scars and they do not heal up quickly, not forgetting the fact that while It is waiting to be cured it is painful all the way. Until we start to not acknowledge the fact that its there, its not fully healed but not remembering its a little bit better. I havent lost someone in a while but once someone mentions losing somebody I instantly think of both my grandfathers… nothing really exagerated happened it was all the croods.