People have scars in all sorts of unexpected places, like secret road maps of their personal histories; diagrams of all their old wounds. Most of our wounds heal, leaving nothing behind but a scar. But some of them don’t. Some wounds carry with us everywhere and though the cut is long gone, the pain still lingers.
Sometimes in life we just need smeone who will be there for us. Someone who will listen. Someone who will understand that we're not perfect.
