>1 Year Later

And when I see those faces from the past I go through a kaleidoscope of emotions. I don't seek out these faces, they pop out in unwelcome surprise and the shock of emotion swells like the angry tide. I thought I was over it, put it to rest, but it's like an angry ghost ready for more haunting. I don't know why it's so hard to swallow this pill. Maybe because there was so much left undone and unsaid. Rarely do I go out without guns blazing, or at least my piece of the pie handed out. Over one year later and I still feel the overwhelming urge to do something, anything. Anything to bring closure at last.

Will it ever happen or will the feelings just dim enough that eventually they'll feel like a flame flickering out?